There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
in a post. I want to be remembered
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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.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
no longer writing in the third person
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
so an active mazelike process
magnetises a pin
barren land
is everyoneback on tumblr now
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
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i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
god being the centre magnet