It Will Get Lighter

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

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

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.

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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

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

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

so the method has to be autonomous

so an active mazelike process

barren land

in a post. I want to be remembered

currently

so at the end

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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