not so on: yvf(wthw)


Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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hiding from the rain

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

currently

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

IWGD

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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It Will Get Lighter

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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

"Put a blanket."

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50