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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
hiding from the rain
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
I am below everything.
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.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
i see a website
but really the thing should be autonomous