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.

"Put a blanket."

hello reader,

Lift Analysis

hiding from the rain

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

I am below everything.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Better Lift

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

no longer writing in the third person

13, H, grate

It Will Get Lighter

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

you cannot feed someone truth

like first name

ion