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.

IWGD

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Worse Lift

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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13, H, grate

Today I felt like starting

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

"Put a blanket."

in a post. I want to be remembered

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

It Will Get Lighter

Can I see

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

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

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch