I am below everything.
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
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.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
it is hopeful
kind of mythopoesis