i see a website

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.


a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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

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

IWGD

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.

it is hopeful

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

It Will Get Lighter

no longer writing in the third person

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books


ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

was it worth it

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.

what do you think my name is

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

...

like first name

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

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.

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

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