but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
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.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Better Lift
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
in a post. I want to be remembered
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
but really the thing should be autonomous
Thank you, Jack
hiding from the rain