nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

kind of mythopoesis

really i want the internet

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.

"Put a blanket."

Better Lift

Better Lift

IWGD

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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.

you have a beautiful account btw

isaac

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

its good short few pages

Today I felt like starting

what do you mean

but i respect your search

its good

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