we need to be deconstructing our identities
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
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.
no longer writing in the third person
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.currently
kind of mythopoesis