Today I felt like starting

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

currently

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it is hopeful

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.

Better Lift


with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.


in a post. I want to be remembered

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

"Put a blanket."

but really the thing should be autonomous

no longer writing in the third person

i see a website

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

send your tumblr

i have read not even 1 book

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate