Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
currently
hiding from the rain
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.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
yeah
have you read
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
i dont understand magnetisation
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
brb i will read and reply sincerely
but i respect your search
sorry i am texting like a slav
what do you mean
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
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
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