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. 

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Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

hello reader,

the site i am dreaming

idk

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

it is hopeful

its good

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

Better Lift

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue