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.

no longer writing in the third person

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

in a post. I want to be remembered

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

it is hopeful

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

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

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Rain, starting

brb i will read and reply sincerely

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

i see a website