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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59


Can I see

Better Lift

division of reality is straying away from it

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

yes

Thank you, Jack

abrar?

no longer writing in the third person

plato

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

that looks like my instagram account

is this you as well

It Will Get Lighter

I Write Goodbye Letter

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.