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.

Today I felt like starting

Picture

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

hiding from the rain

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

really i want the internet

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.