hiding from the rain

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.

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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

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

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

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

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

much more tactility

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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

bro i read nothing in my life

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

no like which do people call me

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

idk

we need to be deconstructing our identities

December 2025

i really havent

Better Lift

ahnaf abrar

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

kind of mythopoesis