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.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
hiding from the rain
it is hopeful
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
much more tactility
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
and the fake qualifier
god being the centre magnet
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
its good
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24