Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
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.
currently
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
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i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
isaac
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
its good short few pages
isaac newton
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
no longer writing in the third person
have you read