We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
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.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
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
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Better Lift
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
bro i read nothing in my life
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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.
Today I felt like starting
hello reader,
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
no longer writing in the third person
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
and the fake qualifier
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
hiding from the rain