kind of mythopoesis

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

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.

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

in a post. I want to be remembered

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

It Will Get Lighter

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

the site i am dreaming

But seriously, thank you, Jack

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

this will be about a slug

Thank you, Jack

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

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