Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

as in

FOUNDING DOCUMENT


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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

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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.


Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

It Will Get Lighter

bro i read nothing in my life

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting