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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day. I created this site.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

you have a beautiful account btw

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike


Picture

13, H, grate

Thank you, Jack

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

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

what do you mean

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

I am below everything.

so at the end

propensity within someone

isaac

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

like first name

no longer writing in the third person

i understand

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

Better Lift

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 love it here

we can only engage in such a way