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.

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

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

i am quite illiterate on producing technology


Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

hiding from the rain

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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

currently

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it