you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
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.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
hiding from the rain
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
Better Lift