Worse 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.

i really havent

its good

whats your name?

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.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

the site i am dreaming

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

yes

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

hiding from the rain

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

Can I see

your feed looks like my tumblr

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.