IWGD

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'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

13, H, grate

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

yes

Worse Lift

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

It Will Get Lighter

Better Lift

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Thank you, Jack