"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

no longer writing in the third person

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.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.


currently

Picture

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.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

it is hopeful

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

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