i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

it is hopeful

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

IWGD

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

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.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

no longer writing in the third person

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting