i love it here

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

in a post. I want to be remembered

"Put a blanket."

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

Style

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.

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.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

you cannot feed someone truth

like magnets

Can I see

not their contents

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

i dont understand magnetisation

IWGD

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

fw