Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
you cannot feed someone truth
isaac
and the fake qualifier
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
like first name
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
lol yea
plato
barren land
autonomy of learning
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
sorry i am texting like a slav
its good
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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.
no i haven't really read anything