barren land

"Put a blanket."

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

currently


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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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.

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

It Will Get Lighter

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

wait what is that


no longer writing in the third person

and the fake qualifier

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

I Write Goodbye Letter

...

bro i read nothing in my life

It Will Get Lighter

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

Worse Lift