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It's a pain in the ass, but it's my pain in the ass!

my favourite thing is that everyone unanimously said “this post is about people in my life who use chatgpt”

“I asked Grok” “I asked ChatGPT” okay well I asked Grand Magister Rommath and he casually offered to incinerate me where I stood.

boobs should be detachable. I want them off

the problem with having a decade old tumblr blog is that there are posts on it from a decade ago

i’ve become a completely different person like 5 separate times since making those posts and there are STILL people finding them somehow

developing your ocs is 50% waiting for bursts of divine inspiration like an oracle sleeping next the vapours seeping from fissures in the temple floor and 50% stalking them in your mind relentlessly like a persistence predator until they tire out enough for you to get close and scamper away with the bloody scraps of "eye colour: brown" and "dislikes: people who think they're funny" clutched in your mouth like a hunting trophy