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

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

i really havent

2 (actually index). two is company

...

...

and the fake qualifier

isaac

so at the end

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

as in

no like which do people call me

whats your name?

idk

not so on: yvf(wthw)

Better Lift

is this you as well

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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.

was it worth it

magnetisation/form

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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