no longer writing in the third person
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.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
in a post. I want to be remembered
and the fake qualifier
autonomy of learning
was it worth it
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
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not so on: yvf(wthw)