idk

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.

Better Lift

kind of mythopoesis

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

which magnetises chains of pins

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

brb i will read and reply sincerely

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

really i want the internet

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

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

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

hiding from the rain