the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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 see a website
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
your feed looks like my tumblr
as in
magnetises a pin
isaac
i have read not even 1 book
so at the end