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.

currently

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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

no longer writing in the third person

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

IWGD

13, H, grate

we can only engage in such a way

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

ion

isaac

have you read

sorry i am texting like a slav