Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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

currently

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46


I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

Today I felt like starting

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

Style

no longer writing in the third person

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.

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

It Will Get Lighter

IWGD

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41