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

"Put a blanket."

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

Picture

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

not their contents

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 religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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

like magnets

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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

is this you as well

not so on: yvf(wthw)

ion

so an active mazelike process

...

The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.

It Will Get Lighter

you cannot feed someone truth

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

thank you

so the method has to be autonomous

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i was tempted to lie about my name

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