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.
"Put a blanket."
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
so an active mazelike process
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
your feed looks like my tumblr
autonomy of learning
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
in a post. I want to be remembered
no i haven't really read anything
what do you mean
its good short few pages
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
have you read
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
whats your name?