"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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.

13, H, grate

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

Worse Lift

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.


Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Style

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

in a post. I want to be remembered

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

it is hopeful

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It Will Get Lighter

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

hiding from the rain

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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