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.
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
Thank you, Jack
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
barren land
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
as in
no like which do people call me
we can only engage in such a way
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
your feed looks like my tumblr
i understand
is everyoneback on tumblr now
so the method has to be autonomous
plato
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
whats your name?
what do you mean