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 in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out."Put a blanket."
Lift Analysis
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.
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
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.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
so an active mazelike process
fw
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
brb i will read and reply sincerely
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
December 2025