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.

13, H, grate

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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hello reader,

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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and the fake qualifier

wait what is that

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

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"Put a blanket."

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.

It Will Get Lighter

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

its good

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

what do you mean

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

sorry i am texting like a slav