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.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
not their contents
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
ion
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
thank you
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
much more tactility
like first name
its good short few pages
hiding from the rain
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
you cannot feed someone truth
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.