in a post. I want to be remembered

2 (actually index). two is company

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

no longer writing in the third person

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

IWGD

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.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

Better Lift

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

currently

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.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"