currently
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
i really havent
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
December 2025
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.all that is to say
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
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