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 only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

13, H, grate

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.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-" 
        13       |
                |
                |
            H   |
                |
                |
. . . .         |
. . . .         |
. . . .         |
. . . .         |
                |

Rain, starting

Worse Lift

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

It Will Get Lighter

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

not so on: yvf(wthw)

you cannot feed someone truth

its performative

not their contents

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

i really havent

"Put a blanket."

I Write Goodbye Letter

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

fw

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

December 2025

propensity within someone