was it worth it


no longer writing in the third person

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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

it is hopeful

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

It Will Get Lighter

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

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

its performative

its good

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

Better Lift

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

plato

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

i was tempted to lie about my name

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."