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

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

IWGD


Worse Lift

It Will Get Lighter

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.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

currently

Style

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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

"Put a blanket." 
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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Rain, starting

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24