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.

really i want the internet

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Better Lift

Thank you, Jack

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

It Will Get Lighter

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

currently

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

13, H, grate

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

you have a beautiful account btw

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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50