I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
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 love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
in a post. I want to be remembered
Lift Analysis
god being the centre magnet
December 2025
and the fake qualifier
i really havent
i want to do that too
we need to be deconstructing our identities
no like which do people call me
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
like first name
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.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
bro i read nothing in my life
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Thank you, Jack
i really havent
kind of mythopoesis