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I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
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.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
Better Lift
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
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.
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.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
was it worth it