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.

isaac

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

this will be about a slug

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

like first name

what do you think my name is

Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

magnetisation/form

no longer writing in the third person

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46


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Lift Analysis

ahnaf abrar

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

hiding from the rain


and the fake qualifier