it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

hiding from the rain

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Worse Lift

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

"Put a blanket."

It Will Get Lighter

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

currently

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Rain, starting

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Today I felt like starting

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.