a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.magnetises a pin
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
sorry i am texting like a slav
the site i am dreaming
bro i read nothing in my life
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
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.
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
and the fake qualifier
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.
is this you as well
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
i love it here
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