It Will Get Lighter

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.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

I am below everything.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

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ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

Can I see

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

was it worth it

2 (actually index). two is company

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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this will be about a slug

It Will Get Lighter

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

December 2025