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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Style

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

magnetises a pin

idk

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.

ahnaf abrar

sorry i am texting like a slav

all that is to say

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

brb i will read and reply sincerely

yeah

feel you

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

it is hopeful

is this you as well


She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

what do you mean

as in

propensity within someone