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.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24


Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

yes

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Better Lift


"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Picture

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

but really the thing should be autonomous

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

its good

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything