plato

"Put a blanket."

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

currently

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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Lift Analysis

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46


Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

yes

Rain, starting

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24


much more tactility

IWGD