i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

Rain, starting

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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

Picture

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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

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?

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

"Put a blanket."

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46


it is hopeful

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

yes

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

abrar?

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

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf