but i respect your search

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.

IWGD

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

hiding from the rain

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

much more tactility

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

as in

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

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

It Will Get Lighter

...

the site i am dreaming

wait what is that

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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