no longer writing in the third person
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
hiding from the rain
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.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
like magnets
you cannot feed someone truth
as in
so an active mazelike process
i understand
or never left
its performative
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
that looks like my instagram account
sorry i am texting like a slav
not their contents
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
no i haven't really read anything
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50