its good
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Can I see
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
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.
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
in a post. I want to be remembered
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
Thank you, Jack
no longer writing in the third person