"Put a blanket."

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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

It Will Get Lighter

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Picture

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Worse Lift

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.

propensity within someone

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

not their contents

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

I am below everything.

IWGD

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