you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

It Will Get Lighter

Picture

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.

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

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.

currently

IWGD

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

it is hopeful

plato

have you read

sorry i am texting like a slav