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.
no like which do people call me
i want to do that too
plato
yeah
have you read
no i haven't really read anything
i have read not even 1 book
was it worth it
so at the end
so an active mazelike process
we can only engage in such a way
and the fake qualifier
idk
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.fw
thank you
which magnetises chains of pins
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.
Better Lift
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
division of reality is straying away from it
in a post. I want to be remembered
i love it here
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
feel you