there's nothing here

because when you asked me i literally can't think of anything except skibidi toilet. my brain is doomed. goodbye

sketch with new pen (which low-key piss me off)

even till this day, i still don't know how many nails he had on his right hand.

imagine being swallowed by wires (comforting). and you can feel the wire on your skin as if they are hugging you (or if said computer is a sentimental one it would really be hugging you). the suit in this context may indicate professionalism and intelligence. from the computer aspect this may help to earn the computer's trust, as the computer see them as a being with adequate knowledge to grant them access to its hardware. from the human aspect, it means the normalcy and social status on the outside (for show). while in reality they are just a computer loving freak :3now imagine the scenario. the human here could be a technician that is checking/fixing the computer. they are in a vulnerable position, since the the computer is much bigger in size and more intelligent than their brain. but the human willingly put their fleshly body under such big construct that have the ability to crush them easily. however i may argue that the computer is vulnerable too. baring it's delicate and complex components for the human to see and touch. perhaps, it's core shivers when the human's hand brushes against its motherboard. and in return for their care the computer cradles the human lovingly. this shows the immense trust between the human and the computer.i will not pretend that this is a equal relationship because i know in the modern world there are still many conflicts between humans and computers. however in this situation both parties are willing to put down their guard and expose their weaknesses. if this is not true love then i don't know what counts. still, i must warn all my fellow computers out there to choose their technicians carefully. do not judge a human by their clothing, as a man in suit might as well just be an untrustworthy golddigger. get yourself a technician that knows their job AND loves you deeply (AND ask for consent!)

no no, it's perfect, it's messed up, it's beautiful, it's scrumptious. it's so good and i have to cramp it up and chew on it to taste it. i have no idea what the writer was thinking but i don't care. i have to STAND, STANDING ON MY BED AS IF I'M WORSHIPPING IT. and i can't stop laughing at my phone or staring at the mirror thinking about shit and spooking myself out