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

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

Worse Lift

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

really i want the internet

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

13, H, grate

I am below everything.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.