Worse Lift

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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.

really i want the internet

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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

Style

its performative

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

propensity within someone

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

IWGD

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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

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

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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

it is hopeful

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

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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.

much more tactility