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.

yes

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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.

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.

Lift Analysis

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

"Put a blanket."

brb i will read and reply sincerely

really i want the internet

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt


"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Better Lift

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Better Lift

not their contents

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

hiding from the rain

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

feel you

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

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me