After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl 

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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.

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46


no longer writing in the third person

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Can I see

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Rain, starting

but i respect your search

you have a beautiful account btw

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Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?