a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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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.

Worse Lift

no longer writing in the third person

i understand


not so on: yvf(wthw)

plato

I Write Goodbye Letter


sorry i am texting like a slav

its good

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

...

It Will Get Lighter

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

its good short few pages

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

i dont understand magnetisation