Better Lift

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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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.

no longer writing in the third person

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

send link

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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.

the site i am dreaming

...

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

was it worth it

and the fake qualifier

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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

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

i really havent

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

bro i read nothing in my life

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