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.

Worse Lift


not their contents

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

I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.

i have read not even 1 book

i love it here

fw


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.

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

its good

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

isaac newton

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Better Lift

idk

its good short few pages

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

like magnets

whats your name?

It Will Get Lighter

was it worth it

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

barren land

your feed looks like my tumblr

much more tactility

bro i read nothing in my life