IWGD

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

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Better Lift

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.

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

it is hopeful

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

i really havent

god being the centre magnet

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

its good