It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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.

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.

no longer writing in the third person

IWGD

it is hopeful

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

I am below everything.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

the site i am dreaming

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Slug

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