i'll forever miss how the internet felt before you had to second-guess the authenticity of every single piece of media you came across. silly videos used to be just silly. fun was coincidental. wonder was just wonder. digital art had character and soul. AI has taken the taste out of everything and irreversibly poisoned the creative sphere and the people still pushing it forward are the doom of both joy and the quality of being.

thinking about armand trying so so hard to understand what he’s doing wrong in relationships and going to support groups and reading psychology books and handwriting those letters to people he’s hurt… like yes he kills people yes he’s crazy but he’s TRYING he’s trying to be better he’s trying to be good…

“he’s killing people at those support groups” i do not care armand you can kill anybody you want. you have my approval.