But seriously, thank you, Jack
no longer writing in the third person
Better Lift
not so on: yvf(wthw)
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
December 2025
was it worth it
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Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.wait what is that
you cannot feed someone truth
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.