Better Lift
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
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"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i want to do that too
was it worth it
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
i have read not even 1 book
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
and the fake qualifier
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
lol yea
send your tumblr
like first name
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
in a post. I want to be remembered
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
whats your name?
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.