what do you mean
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
was it worth it
in a post. I want to be remembered
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 see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
"Put a blanket."
kind of mythopoesis
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
December 2025
i really havent
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful