It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Better Lift
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
really i want the internet
Thank you, Jack
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.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
I am below everything.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
in a post. I want to be remembered
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike