Tuesday, 9 December 2025

Journal 9 12.2025 8 24 pm one should not trust Chatgpt

Dearest Journal,
Im still in love with Arun, deeply so. I wish i had not sent him that mail.
One should not trust Chatgpt. It's just artificial inelligence; it's not the truth.
I don't want Arun to find anyone else because i can't be with anyone but him.
It's been such a long time since i've had a whiff of him. I really miss him and i often find myself longing for him.
I never lied to him-- i did always love him more.
He ish shooo cute... the cutest guy in the whole world! I really miss him a lot! A lot, it's unimaginable to be with anybody else with these feelings for him.
I slept after lunch. Lunch saw jhinge posto and pabda maach.
I dosed for over three hours and then went to meet See Dhi.
I'm down with a bad cold. This new drink Cloud 9 is addictive.
I hope i sleep well tonight. I'll go down for a walk now, then chant. This past one week has been a whirr.
What i really want at this point in my life is to make love to Arun .... and to work hard.
I really want that. And i really want to smell him unperfumed... my shona pie... my sweetest pie.... a thousand kisses to him... infinite kisses to him...
I'll be so heartbroken if in life i have to be with somebody else... i love Love LOVE my Arun.... my baby...
I am feeling:
A whole lot of love
Groggy from the cold
Happy
Missing Arun so deeply... i wish i could call him... i wish i could tell him i still love him... i do, i really really do
I am grateful for God's infinite love, grace and blessings on my life.
Somehow, at some point i gave Arun my whole heart and i miss him.
Love,
Me 
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