Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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.

Style



It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Better Lift

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

isaac newton

i have read not even 1 book

god being the centre magnet

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

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

lol

what do you mean

so at the end

its good

is everyoneback on tumblr now

IWGD