kind of mythopoesis

Style

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

13, H, grate

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.

Today I felt like starting

i was tempted to lie about my name