division of reality is straying away from it
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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.
all that is to say
that looks like my instagram account
feel you
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
whats your name?
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
like magnets
send your tumblr
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.
idk
yes
i have read not even 1 book
isaac
lol yea
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
so at the end
i was tempted to lie about my name
sorry i am texting like a slav
is everyoneback on tumblr now