its good

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

Thank you, Jack

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me


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.

hiding from the rain

I am below everything.

really i want the internet

Better Lift

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Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

lol yea

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!