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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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

propensity within someone

we need to be deconstructing our identities


We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.


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

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

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

It Will Get Lighter

your feed looks like my tumblr

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl