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Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

IWGD

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.


Better Lift

Style

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

it is hopeful

Better Lift

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

Rain, starting