way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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

"Put a blanket."

I am below everything.

I Write Goodbye Letter

December 2025

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

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ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

It Will Get Lighter

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