Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

"Put a blanket."

i was tempted to lie about my name

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life


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



with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.


no longer writing in the third person

Picture

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.

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

IWGD

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

it is hopeful

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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

you have a beautiful account btw