nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

hiding from the rain

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Picture

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Better Lift

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.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Today I felt like starting

Worse Lift

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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

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

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

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.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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

autonomy of learning