Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

IWGD

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.

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.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

propensity within someone

so at the end

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

that looks like my instagram account

no like which do people call me