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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.



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.

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

Better Lift

sorry i am texting like a slav

like magnets

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

we need to be deconstructing our identities

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️


magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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. way too specific.

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

thank you

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

I Write Goodbye Letter

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