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.

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

Lift Analysis

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Thank you, Jack

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

it is hopeful

but really the thing should be autonomous

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

division of reality is straying away from it

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

in a post. I want to be remembered

wait what is that

i see a website