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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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Picture

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Better Lift


It Will Get Lighter

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

hiding from the rain

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.