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.

we need to be deconstructing our identities

It's

dusk

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

as in

was it worth it

ion

hello reader,

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

really i want the internet

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

what do you think my name is

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

but i respect your search

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

propensity within someone

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

you have a beautiful account btw

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

It Will Get Lighter

plato

i understand

not so on: yvf(wthw)