i have read not even 1 book

hiding from the rain

currently

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.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Thank you, Jack

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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It Will Get Lighter

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

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Slug

hello reader,

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

I Write Goodbye Letter
this will be about a slug

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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