Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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. 

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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.

Today I felt like starting

Better Lift

feel you

in a post. I want to be remembered

its good

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

13, H, grate

or never left

was it worth it

which magnetises chains of pins

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

its performative

Worse Lift

send your tumblr

I am below everything.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books