I Write Goodbye Letter

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

It Will Get Lighter

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

part of an old note. It will get lighter.
and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging
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.

and the fake qualifier

IWGD

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the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Style

this will be about a slug

was it worth it

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

which magnetises chains of pins

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