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.

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

much more tactility

abrar?

i have read not even 1 book


but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

we need to be deconstructing our identities

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

and the fake qualifier

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

what do you think my name is

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

lol

i was tempted to lie about my name

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.

is this you as well

or never left

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

It Will Get Lighter

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf


"Put a blanket."

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.


okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.