you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

Style

Better Lift

i see a website

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.

13, H, grate

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

I am below everything.

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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

yes

god being the centre magnet

i understand

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

but really the thing should be autonomous

sorry i am texting like a slav

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

ion

which magnetises chains of pins

thank you

you cannot feed someone truth