you cannot feed someone truth

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

currently

I am below everything.

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I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i see a website

Worse Lift

was it worth it

IWGD

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

feel you

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