It Will Get Lighter

in a post. I want to be remembered

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's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Rain, starting

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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Better Lift

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I am below everything.

isaac newton

idk

so at the end

which magnetises chains of pins