Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Today I felt like starting
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
i love it here
barren land
like magnets
what do you mean
sorry i am texting like a slav
its good
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
hiding from the rain
ion
much more tactility
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
you cannot feed someone truth