hiding from the rain

It Will Get Lighter

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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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.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression


Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Picture

in a post. I want to be remembered

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Rain, starting

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.

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

Better Lift

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

wait what is that

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.