IWGD

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.

it is hopeful

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

December 2025

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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

i really havent

2 (actually index). two is company

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Thank you, Jack