13, H, grate

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

really i want the internet

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

currently

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.

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

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

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

so at the end

so an active mazelike process

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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