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.
December 2025
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
I am below everything.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
."Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
you have a beautiful account btw
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
barren land
yeah
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
yeah
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos