i am quite illiterate on producing technology

it is hopeful

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.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

hiding from the rain

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life