It Will Get Lighter

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.

...

this will be about a slug

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

i really havent

was it worth it

and the fake qualifier

the site i am dreaming

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

bro i read nothing in my life

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

is everyoneback on tumblr now

yeah

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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.

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

its good