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.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

It Will Get Lighter

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

Lift Analysis

kind of mythopoesis

you have a beautiful account btw

Style

It Will Get Lighter

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.