send your tumblr
in a post. I want to be remembered
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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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.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
no longer writing in the third person
"Put a blanket."
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Today I felt like starting
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
much more tactility
Better Lift
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate