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.

i see a website

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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I am below everything.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

But seriously, thank you, Jack