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.
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
hiding from the rain
its good
god being the centre magnet
its good short few pages
you have a beautiful account btw
magnetises a pin
what do you mean
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations: