and the fake qualifier



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

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

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

really i want the internet

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


One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

division of reality is straying away from it

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

magnetises a pin

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.

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