Beware the dreaming flora

I need to kiss that man gently and tell him he’s loved

“pretty boy :3” i say. to my screen. on which there is a middle aged man deep in despair

You can print in black & white without depending on any of the other color cartridges

in the past i've described my experience of being an ace with a sex drive as being hungry with no appetite, but actually my experience is more like being hungry and never going out to eat because i always have all the tools and ingredients to make exactly what i want, exactly how i want it, at home. i don't want other people in my kitchen and i certainly don't want to be in anyone else's kitchen. love reading about fictional kitchens, though.

for the record im not technially 100% anti-AI, in the sense that its a broad category of tech being lumped under one umbrella term so it feels over-zealous to say i hate all of it all the time forever. but i also think trying to discuss what it actually IS good for is difficult right now when i cant take one step without something trying to convince me to use chatgpt to summarize my life and speed up my hobbies and turn my friends into chatbots and optimize my life into oblivion. i am certain there is nuance to the topic but can we stop cramming the square peg into the round hole before you start trying to sell me on the legitimate benefits of the square peg. please.

recommend reading this and pronouncing Getoastetes like a Greek hero's name

The duality of wanting someone who loves and cares about you and always worrying about you, to wanting to be left the fuck alone and not wanting to talk to anybody or knowing the existence of another person