the big bad booty daddy

i think people really under sell the physical side effects of mental health disorders sometimes. like sure the depression and anxiety may be 'just in your head' but when what's in your head happens to disrupts your sleep schedule and prevent you from going outside regularly and eating consistent meals and exercising and generally taking care of your body. well it sure takes its toll huh.

When youre a kid youre like wtf adults are making themselves sick with poisons and when youre an adult youre like i need more poisons ASAP

lisa simpson could replace light yagami and successfully trick L but light could never handle having bart as a brother

partially-managed mental illness is so fucking funny i'll be sitting around doing my job and suddenly think "wow i hate myself" and immediately get confused because, like, that's not TRUE! i love myself so much. who are you to talk to me like that

i love that discord doesn't tell you if someone's read your messages. like genuinely. normalize others not needing every second of your time right away. normalize taking time to formulate a proper answer. normalize this.

reblog to slowblink at your mutuals

If you're at my funeral and you think it's a little boring, just spice it up. Drink a little too much. Flirt with a few people here and there. Start a fight. It's what I would've wanted

amateur artists/authors locking down their archives or poisoning their work with one billion watermarks might be the biggest reactionary tragedy to come out of this whole generative AI thing. like babes... your work was already getting scraped into databases. people could have stolen and claimed your work at any point before LLMs. companies have already been capitalizing off your work via running ads beside it-- that's the agreement when you became "content" on an algorithmic or feed-based site. you guys have invented this cyberpunk dystopia in your heads where you are at war with evil machines that you have to trick like fae with glazing and legal disclaimers and data poisoning and account lockdowns or they will steal your very capacity for self-expression. is the idea of someone else making dishonest money off a hollow echo of your expression enough to kill it? is your only reason for creating the potential for capital or recognition? your fear and your ego are what's actually at war inside you and the only casualty is your passion for creating.

*leaves

where are you going