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.

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Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Worse Lift

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

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.

It's

dusk

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no longer writing in the third person

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

i really havent

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IWGD

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ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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