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

currently

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

Style

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Today I felt like starting

you have a beautiful account btw

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Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Better Lift

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos


really i want the internet

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Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

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I Write Goodbye Letter

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

i love it here

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

i really havent

so at the end

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

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models