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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

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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


Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

plato

no like which do people call me

abrar?

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

It Will Get Lighter

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

Lift Analysis

no longer writing in the third person

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

and the fake qualifier

...

i really havent