December 2025

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

hiding from the rain

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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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.

no longer writing in the third person

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

barren land

fw

Rain, starting

we can only engage in such a way

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

all that is to say

i was tempted to lie about my name

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

sorry i am texting like a slav

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

no i haven't really read anything

send your tumblr

so at the end

so the method has to be autonomous

we need to be deconstructing our identities