Boo, Hungry

Do people use it in negative connotation at times? Yeah, ofc. In 90% of my actual experiences though, it’s used more often than not as a vehicle to explain the mindset someone had that led to the argument, not to make up bullshit to get away with it. If I want a deeper understanding of someone so that a similar argument doesn’t happen again, it’s integral to take in and understand that mindset whether it was right or wrong. It also lets me know if i might also be accidentally contributing to the problem.

Otherwise it becomes a blind apology that validates one side, but may leave the other side still unresolved, since in most cases, conflicts aren't one sided. This opens up potential to reasonably “morally” justify downplaying the other parties explanation for their side of the experience, because when a person naturally uses “but” (as people do with filler words), the other party will usually immediately roll their eyes and mentally dismiss it at least a little because of the normalization of that mindset. People naturally use filler words when stressed (if they don't already in normal conversation).

I feel like its a good contribution to the plague of hyper-individualism at large.

It was this man she talked to at the bar when she was at her lowest. she lost everything, and it was gonna take some miracle to pick her life back up. This supposed demon gave her a mysterious box, and said it was a miracle invention that would solve any problem she came across. Having nothing left to lose, she happily took it home.

Later that night, her sink was overflowing, and she remembered the box the man had given her. she curiously pushed the button on it, and miraculously, the sink was instantly fixed! it truly was a miracle gadget! not wanting to hoard it to herself, she generously took it to town to help as many people as she could (and make some money). Eventually, she was the face of the town! All her debts were paid off and she lived a life of luxury and comfort due to this mysterious little box.

eventually, on her death bed, she said her goodbyes to her loved ones and all the others who's lives she had impacted. At the end of the day, after everyone had gone, she lay there watching the most beautiful sunset she had ever seen in her window. The figure of a man quietly walked in. She squinted at him, slowly gathering the image in front of her. Assuming the sunset was blinding her, the man leaned in closer, but before he could say anything, she screamed "A STRANGER!!!" and died of fright.

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the brontosaurus head that haunts my nightmares:

On my fingers, little grenades

Hiding in the corner, a serration

I pull the tip with my teeth

Slipping away from the edges of my skin

Like pulling the pin

While there is no explosion