The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.


I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.


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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

no longer writing in the third person

currently


Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.



with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.


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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression


"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Worse Lift