division of reality is straying away from it

Picture

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.

It Will Get Lighter

i understand


feel you

you cannot feed someone truth

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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Thank you, Jack

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

send your tumblr

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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.

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

or never left

lol

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

barren land

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

its good

13, H, grate

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

whats your name?

sorry i am texting like a slav

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part of an old note. It will get lighter.
as in