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.
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.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
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something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Better Lift
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bro i read nothing in my life
what do you think my name is
barren land