in a post. I want to be remembered

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Rain, starting

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.

no longer writing in the third person

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

which magnetises chains of pins

IWGD

not their contents

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

idk

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

but i respect your search

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

it is hopeful

magnetisation/form


okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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