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not so on: yvf(wthw)
i really havent
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"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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.
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
Today I felt like starting
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
"Put a blanket."
Can I see
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.
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hello reader,
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
December 2025