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.

It Will Get Lighter

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Can I see

but i respect your search

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

yes

Thank you, Jack

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

in a post. I want to be remembered