i really havent
no longer writing in the third person
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
in a post. I want to be remembered
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.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
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.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.but really the thing should be autonomous
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
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