Today I felt like starting
no longer writing in the third person
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
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.
Better Lift
in a post. I want to be remembered
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"Put a blanket."
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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.
whats your name?
hiding from the rain
ion
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting