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

Worse Lift

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

I am below everything.

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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

"Put a blanket."

Rain, starting

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

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

1

hiding from the rain

13, H, grate

no longer writing in the third person

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.