Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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

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

Rain, starting

"Put a blanket."

no longer writing in the third person

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

it is hopeful

currently

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

its good

idk

i dont understand magnetisation

sorry i am texting like a slav

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

ahnaf abrar

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

yeah

so at the end

as in

what do you think my name is

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

no i haven't really read anything

so the method has to be autonomous

its good short few pages

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

send your tumblr

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

have you read

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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.