And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

i see a website

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.

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

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

It Will Get Lighter

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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.

and the fake qualifier

in a post. I want to be remembered

bro i read nothing in my life

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the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

send link

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.

the site i am dreaming

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

hello reader,

2 (actually index). two is company

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
this will be about a slug

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46