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.

Rain, starting

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

I am below everything.


Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."