i really havent

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

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.

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Picture

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

it is hopeful

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49