way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

I Write Goodbye Letter

Slug

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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

December 2025

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.

IWGD

i really havent

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.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

"Put a blanket."