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Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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Worse Lift

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


Today I felt like starting

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.

currently

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

It Will Get Lighter


Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

IWGD


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.


"Put a blanket."

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.


Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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.

Style

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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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