I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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the site i am dreaming

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

2 (actually index). two is company

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.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

IWGD

Slug

we can only engage in such a way

but i respect your search

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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.

god being the centre magnet

barren land