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.

"Put a blanket."

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

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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

It Will Get Lighter

Can I see

13, H, grate

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Better Lift

Thank you, Jack

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.