She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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.
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
the site i am dreaming
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting