yes
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
"Put a blanket."
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
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.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
Better Lift
currently
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.