a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

It Will Get Lighter

Picture

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Worse Lift

hiding from the rain

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

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with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

"Put a blanket."

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Today I felt like starting

no longer writing in the third person

Can I see