Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

it is hopeful


i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

Slug

fw

was it worth it

its good

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.

sorry i am texting like a slav

barren land

feel you

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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

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Rain, starting