i love it here
"Put a blanket."
in a post. I want to be remembered
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
it is hopeful
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
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.
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
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.
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
and the fake qualifier
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
its performative
what do you think my name is
plato
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
its good
ahnaf abrar
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox."Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
barren land
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
i have read not even 1 book