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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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

isaac newton

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i love it here

Today I felt like starting

yes

lol

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things