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.

I am below everything.

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

Rain, starting

no longer writing in the third person


Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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 Will Get Lighter

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

lol

fw

your feed looks like my tumblr

barren land

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