yeah
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
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.
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
no longer writing in the third person
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.the site i am dreaming
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it