your feed looks like my tumblr

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.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Can I see

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

but i respect your search

"Put a blanket."

barren land

Today I felt like starting

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

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

Better Lift

is everyoneback on tumblr now

not so on: yvf(wthw)

...

no longer writing in the third person

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

as in

all that is to say