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.

much more tactility

so the method has to be autonomous

i have read not even 1 book

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

lol

all that is to say

barren land

i really havent

I Write Goodbye Letter

send your tumblr

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

Lift Analysis

Worse Lift

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.

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

13, H, grate

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

no longer writing in the third person

2 (actually index). two is company

its good

Rain, starting

plato

so at the end

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

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

that looks like my instagram account