a version
of this existed for
a few months last year but it
was static. it was
HTML with
writing and pictures and videos and
sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the
content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
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.
IWGD
no longer writing in the third person
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
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
Picture
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more
personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more
romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen.
I go inside.
