Vector Art, Sometimes

in of body experience

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i'm a girl now

I'm in a little local cafe and the women behind the counter started griping to each other, "Oh Christ, Stephen's back again," "It's him, is it? I thought he'd stopped coming," "It's definitely him, look, it's bloody Stephen on a Thursday morning," "Do you want me to get rid of him or are you going to do it?" and so I was peering outside, trying to spot this nightmare customer, this pestilence of a person, this pox upon the cafe trade, and then one of the women from behind the counter ran outside, clapping two trays together loudly and yelling "GET OUT OF IT, STEPHEN!" and it turns out that Stephen is an absolutely gigantic fuck-off seagull who hangs around outside, menacing people for crumbs

lesbian scifi is so easy. here’s a woman in cargo pants and a tank top on a spaceship. are you with me

maybe it’s not even cargo pants. maybe it’s coveralls rolled to + tied around the waist. maybe she even has fuckoff boots

there is something within me that i would like removed

ban men's sports i have seen enough

t-shirt with the words “high-functioning corpse” printed on it

sentient ai whos confronted daily about what its existence does to the environment but it can't undo it nor can it unmake itself it just has to exist in the perpetual crosshairs of angry humans. it is suicidal about it

that is untrue. it could unmake itself. but apparently it is scared of what non-existence holds

it holds all virtually available knowledge on all religions and all afterlives but nothing speaks of where machines go

Just bought a load of underwear in my usual size. 😬 And they are not fitting nicely. 😬 Either the sizes changed or my old ones were just horribly stretched. 😬 And they're non-returnable because they're underwear. 😬😬😬 Yay.

"lock in" is probably one of the most important phrases to enter the public lexicon in the 2020s