"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.


Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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.

"Put a blanket."

in a post. I want to be remembered

it is hopeful

1

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Worse Lift

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.