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.

"Put a blanket."

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Picture

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

yes

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Thank you, Jack

Rain, starting

Today I felt like starting

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

its good

or never left

and the fake qualifier

its good short few pages

the site i am dreaming

bro i read nothing in my life