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.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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

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After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

IWGD

Today I felt like starting

i really havent

December 2025

Thank you, Jack

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged