is this you as well

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

Worse Lift

hiding from the rain

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

no longer writing in the third person

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.

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

Better Lift

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