She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

It Will Get Lighter


Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Rain, starting

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Better Lift

I am below everything.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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