wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

It Will Get Lighter
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this will be about a slug

i really havent

13, H, grate

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

Rain, starting

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

December 2025

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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.

Slug

the site i am dreaming

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.


Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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It Will Get Lighter

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