Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
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.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
as in
it is hopeful
Today I felt like starting
that looks like my instagram account
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
propensity within someone
have you read
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.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
barren land
feel you
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things