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Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
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.
hiding from the rain
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
no longer writing in the third person
Thank you, Jack
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.