all that is to say

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.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

no longer writing in the third person

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Today I felt like starting

Rain, starting

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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

abrar?

fw

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

lol

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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