nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
"Put a blanket."
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
was it worth it
kind of mythopoesis
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.
bro i read nothing in my life
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
all that is to say
no like which do people call me
what do you mean
Better Lift
that looks like my instagram account
not their contents