"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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.

not their contents

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.

currently

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

no longer writing in the third person

I Write Goodbye Letter

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

and the fake qualifier

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

i have read not even 1 book

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

its good

It Will Get Lighter

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

barren land

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

it is hopeful