I Write Goodbye Letter

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Rain, starting

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

in a post. I want to be remembered

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

it is hopeful

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

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.

Today I felt like starting

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.


hello reader,

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



i understand

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

isaac

much more tactility

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class