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.

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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

IWGD

Rain, starting

have you read

magnetises a pin

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

you cannot feed someone truth

i understand

and the fake qualifier

yeah

so the method has to be autonomous

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.