a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day. I created this site.

really i want the internet

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Thank you, Jack

yes

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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Lift Analysis

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

...

in a post. I want to be remembered

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It Will Get Lighter

December 2025

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 really havent

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