a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
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.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Today I felt like starting
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
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
i have read not even 1 book
is everyoneback on tumblr now
its good short few pages
but i respect your search
or never left
no i haven't really read anything
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Lift Analysis
whats your name?
feel you
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.