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.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Style

ion

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

i love it here

what do you mean

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

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

Rain, starting

its good

so the method has to be autonomous

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

currently

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now