wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
wait what is that
its performative
like magnets
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.
idk
"Put a blanket."
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
...
i really havent
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
lol
all that is to say
barren land
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them