Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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Rain, starting

in a post. I want to be remembered

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

13, H, grate

its good

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

magnetises a pin

and the fake qualifier

bro i read nothing in my life

this will be about a slug

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.

Slug

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

currently

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

hiding from the rain

Worse Lift

is this you as well

It Will Get Lighter

no like which do people call me

thank you

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

Better Lift

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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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.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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IWGD