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.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

I am below everything.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

It Will Get Lighter

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Better Lift

Thank you, Jack

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

but i respect your search

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

idk

plato

what do you mean

or never left

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

your feed looks like my tumblr

"Put a blanket."