Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

no like which do people call me

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Better Lift

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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.


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.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

lol

i dont understand magnetisation

we need to be deconstructing our identities

plato

whats your name?

have you read

lol yea

is everyoneback on tumblr now

i have read not even 1 book

i love it here

isaac

its good

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Rain, starting

Better Lift