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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

IWGD

It Will Get Lighter

currently


Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

1

it is hopeful

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.