He was cast as the guy who gets picked up and thrown out of the poker game to set the scene before the main characters arrive. Out of Real London and into real London, a discarded prop, at this party, chatting to me.

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

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

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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.

fw

have you read

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

13, H, grate

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

yeah

its good

lol

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

December 2025

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

that looks like my instagram account

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.

what do you mean

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

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something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

i love it here

Thank you, Jack

"Put a blanket."