currently

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

it is hopeful

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Worse Lift

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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Thank you, Jack

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

It's loud and he's gone deaf in one ear, so I don't think he's really hearing anything I'm trying to say. We're both pretty drunk too. It's making for a kind of surreal interactive Business Insider YouTube video of a conversation. He talks, waits for my response, sees my mouth moving but doesn't hear my words, then he imagines something in their place, and replies to that. At least I don't really have to do anything but drink and mime and listen to a lot of bullshit fake gangster talk, being an actor, boxing, the old days, blah blah blah.

hello reader,

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

magnetisation/form

I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.