really i want the internet

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Today I felt like starting

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.

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I am below everything.

Worse Lift

currently

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

is this you as well

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

...

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

or never left

no longer writing in the third person

yeah

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

plato

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

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 have read not even 1 book