your feed looks like my tumblr

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

Better Lift

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

Worse Lift

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.

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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

currently

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

and the fake qualifier

idk

i really havent

no longer writing in the third person