We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

It Will Get Lighter

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.

Style

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

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

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

i understand

have you read

sorry i am texting like a slav

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

plato

you cannot feed someone truth

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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

its good