I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

December 2025

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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.

really i want the internet

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

so at the end

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.

autonomy of learning

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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.

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

like magnets

division of reality is straying away from it

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

thank you

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