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.
in a post. I want to be remembered
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
Better Lift
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
"Put a blanket."
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
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
what do you think my name is
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
which magnetises chains of pins
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