Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

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

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.

lol yea

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

It Will Get Lighter

its good

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

barren land

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

so at the end

i have read not even 1 book

have you read

its good

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

what do you think my name is