magnetises a pin

kind of mythopoesis

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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

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.

Rain, starting

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

13, H, grate

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Style

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Thank you, Jack

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

hiding from the rain

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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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