kindness.

@staff hey girl these huge fucking AI ads from hell that open the app store if i even fucking glance at its artificial bizarre mockery of reality are getting on my last fucking nerve im thru here seeing these stupid fucking ads not even elon musk's app is this fucking irritating w ads like i swear to god this app can go lower than the deeper fucking layer of cybernetic existence that is the app elon musk owns like this app currently the way it is feels like im currently accessing an app that runs with a skeleton crew of miserable souls stuck in the sewer system of twitter's subterranean village and can only eat the garbage that elon's wraiths from hell send through a rusty pipe down the drain from elon's shared bathroom with some bald fuck like jeff bezos or whatever like this is how i feel when an ad of a gorilla wearing a graduation cap and gown with some old fucking scientist dude in the middle of the street opens the app store without me clicking on it.

for some reason the most romantic thing i can think of is someone saying your name. the way it’s supposed to be said. early in the morning. late at night. mouth full of food. a whisper. in sob. in laughter. stuttering. idk there’s something about it that means more to me.

Actually, you are enough. Even if you don’t work. Or study. Or go out. Or have friends. Or have family. You’re enough because you exist and your existence is enough to be enough because you are not a product. You are not a sum of output. You are not a task to complete. But because you are something the universe wanted and put here even if you’ll never understand why. Somewhere in the cosmos your existence makes a difference, even if it’s not the way others existences do.