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

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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

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.

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.

hiding from the rain

fw

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

i love it here

isaac

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

what do you mean

its good short few pages

whats your name?

and the fake qualifier

what do you think my name is

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

"Put a blanket."