You Have Reached The Hotline For Idiot Babies

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.

I need someone to be my gangle for fucked up evil ribbun rps

Or my any character for any kind of rps???

nothing makes me go "ooooh we are NOT the same" quite like reading some post about how people talk with their parents about their interests. what do you mean you told your father about stevebucky. what do you mean he asked further questions

dress up is one of the most important pillars of gameplay that is often ignored by game developers to disasterous results

Not now, kitten, m- da- m- your parental figure is in the middle of a gender crisis

i only care about spider

chronic illness will have you thinking things like oh no i shouldnt take painkillers. it only feels like i got my spine beaten with a loose piece of plumbing three days ago and my ribs gently extricated and reintroduced, ill save the paracetamol for a twenty-seven screwdrivers in my guts day or perhaps a crowbar repeatedly in the skull day :))