Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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.

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

Style

It Will Get Lighter


Rain, starting


somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

no i haven't really read anything

plato

...

was it worth it

send link

or never left

its good

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

have you read

i was tempted to lie about my name

so an active mazelike process

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

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

magnetises a pin

i really havent

wait what is that