...

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

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.

IWGD

Better Lift

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Style

much more tactility

we need to be deconstructing our identities

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Better Lift