no longer writing in the third person
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
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.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
"Put a blanket."
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.
The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
idk
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
magnetisation/form
hiding from the rain
like first name
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
bro i read nothing in my life
that looks like my instagram account
lol