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Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it. 

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hiding from the rain

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Rain, starting

Today I felt like starting

13, H, grate

have you read

not so on: yvf(wthw)

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17


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

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 guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

ahnaf abrar

It Will Get Lighter

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

i understand

lol

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