is everyoneback on tumblr now

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. 

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the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

It Will Get Lighter

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

like first name

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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

13, H, grate

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

its good short few pages

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?