Today I felt like starting
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.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
no longer writing in the third person
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Better Lift
hiding from the rain
but i respect your search
what do you mean
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
you cannot feed someone truth
is everyoneback on tumblr now