no longer writing in the third person
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
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Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Can I see
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
yes
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
it is hopeful
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse