The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
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
December 2025
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
its good
was it worth it
its good
i want to do that too
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.i was tempted to lie about my name
its good short few pages
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.