I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall. 

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"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

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

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One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

IWGD


It Will Get Lighter

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life