I Write Goodbye Letter

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Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

hiding from the rain

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Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Today I felt like starting

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Can I see

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

yes

send your tumblr

like first name

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

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.

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

what do you mean

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