division of reality is straying away from it

really i want the internet

yes

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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.

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.

but really the thing should be autonomous

...

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

December 2025

this will be about a slug