and the fake qualifier

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it


Today I felt like starting

i see a website

Better Lift

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

no longer writing in the third person

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt