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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

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.

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?

hiding from the rain

Worse Lift

no longer writing in the third person

I am below everything.

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

like first name

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

no i haven't really read anything

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

propensity within someone

as in

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

its good