13, H, grate


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.

autonomy of learning

hiding from the rain

much more tactility

ion

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

this will be about a slug

yeah

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

I Write Goodbye Letter

or never left

your feed looks like my tumblr

you have a beautiful account btw

December 2025

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

Today I felt like starting

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Rain, starting

and the fake qualifier