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

Today I felt like starting

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.

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

Better Lift

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.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

you have a beautiful account btw

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

currently


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

Better Lift

IWGD

Picture

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Can I see

it is hopeful

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

It Will Get Lighter

It Will Get Lighter

this will be about a slug

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.