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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."

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

it is hopeful

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Rain, starting

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

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.

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

It Will Get Lighter

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

in a post. I want to be remembered

was it worth it

what do you mean

plato

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason