way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

It Will Get Lighter

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

yes

1

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Rain, starting

no longer writing in the third person

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

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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.

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.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

i dont understand magnetisation

and the fake qualifier

bro i read nothing in my life

which magnetises chains of pins