i sat down to eat
my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
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
FOUNDING DOCUMENT
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
It Will Get Lighter
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
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