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its good
whats your name?
sorry i am texting like a slav
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
hiding from the rain
which magnetises chains of pins
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.
we can only engage in such a way
Better Lift
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.
so the method has to be autonomous
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
yes