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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.


After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

in a post. I want to be remembered

13, H, grate

hiding from the rain

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

It Will Get Lighter

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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but really the thing should be autonomous

Better Lift

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

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

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