December 2025

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I Write Goodbye Letter

not so on: yvf(wthw)

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

hello reader,

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

13, H, grate

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

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

It Will Get Lighter

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

bro i read nothing in my life

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

wait what is that

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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and the fake qualifier

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