It Will Get Lighter

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

13, H, grate

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

like first name

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

its good

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

or never left

your feed looks like my tumblr

like magnets


ion

"Put a blanket."