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.
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
isaac
we need to be deconstructing our identities
propensity within someone
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.is this you as well
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
idk
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
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.
not their contents
you cannot feed someone truth
as in
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
feel you
like magnets
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
was it worth it
not so on: yvf(wthw)