no longer writing in the third person

bro i read nothing in my life

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Better Lift

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

It Will Get Lighter

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hello reader,

wait what is that

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

and the fake qualifier

It Will Get Lighter

December 2025

i really havent