Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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.

Rain, starting

Better Lift

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

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

i dont understand magnetisation

as in

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

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

have you read

you cannot feed someone truth

yeah