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.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

IWGD

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Today I felt like starting

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

send your tumblr

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting 

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I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

autonomy of learning

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

as in

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.

division of reality is straying away from it

that looks like my instagram account

propensity within someone