its good

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

I am below everything.



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

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

no longer writing in the third person

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03



Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Style

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

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Thank you, Jack

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

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


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

i understand

your feed looks like my tumblr

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away


yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf