I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

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.

It Will Get Lighter

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50


Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

It Will Get Lighter

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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Style

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

13, H, grate

"Put a blanket."

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

send link

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

isaac newton

wait what is that

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it


not so on: yvf(wthw)

we can only engage in such a way

is everyoneback on tumblr now

I Write Goodbye Letter

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.