like magnets
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 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.
really i want the internet
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
Lift Analysis
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
propensity within someone
not their contents
Can I see