you have a beautiful account btw
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
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.
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.
isaac
i really havent
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
no longer writing in the third person
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
wait what is that
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
bro i read nothing in my life
lol yea
sorry i am texting like a slav
autonomy of learning