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.

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.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

currently

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

1

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 21:54:03

Lift Analysis

It Will Get Lighter

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

no longer writing in the third person

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

"Put a blanket."

IWGD

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you