i have read not even 1 book

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.

Style

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

Rain, starting

in a post. I want to be remembered

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


IWGD

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

"Put a blanket."
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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