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.
I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.
which magnetises chains of pins
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
have you read
ahnaf abrar
send your tumblr
lol
yeah
so the method has to be autonomous
your feed looks like my tumblr
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
and the fake qualifier
and the fake qualifier
ion
what do you think my name is
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
but i respect your search
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
wait what is that
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i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
was it worth it
i was tempted to lie about my name
propensity within someone
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books