a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
the site i am dreaming
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
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