so at the end

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.

currently

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

It Will Get Lighter

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

yes

i understand

Style

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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.

Picture

isaac newton

you cannot feed someone truth