Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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.

currently
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

IWGD

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

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.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

in a post. I want to be remembered

it is hopeful

i was tempted to lie about my name

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

so an active mazelike process

lol

division of reality is straying away from it

we need to be deconstructing our identities

was it worth it

you cannot feed someone truth

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

that looks like my instagram account

magnetises a pin

idk

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

isaac newton

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason