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.
I am below everything.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
plato
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
send your tumblr
its performative
but i respect your search
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
no like which do people call me
fw
yeah
so an active mazelike process
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike