currently

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Style

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 know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

kind of mythopoesis

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

i see a website

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

hiding from the rain