like magnets
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Thank you, Jack
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
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.
what do you mean
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak