a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.like first name
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
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.
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.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
hiding from the rain
its good
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.its performative
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
propensity within someone
no longer writing in the third person
isaac
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
and the fake qualifier
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
as in