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IWGD

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.

hiding from the rain

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

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.

It Will Get Lighter

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Picture

like first name

much more tactility

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

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Slug

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book