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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

Style

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

currently

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

or never left

that looks like my instagram account

i have read not even 1 book

Worse Lift

in a post. I want to be remembered

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

It's

dusk