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

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Better Lift


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.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

it is hopeful

I am below everything.

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.



Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

It Will Get Lighter

Rain, starting

in a post. I want to be remembered

Style

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

hiding from the rain


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