no longer writing in the third person

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

IWGD

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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.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

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

i really havent

so the method has to be autonomous

plato

It Will Get Lighter

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it