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

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

i love it here

It Will Get Lighter

i have read not even 1 book

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.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

and the fake qualifier

December 2025

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

the site i am dreaming

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

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They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

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

It Will Get Lighter

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.