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'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

much more tactility

like first name

hiding from the rain

Picture

magnetises a pin

as in

lol

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

not their contents

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

thank you

that looks like my instagram account

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