A Media Voz

Oh my god where’s that one beach boys photo that looks like a hardcore show

having a smart woman follow you back is so scary bc it’s like what if she finds out that im stupid

REMEMEBER IF HARD WATER IS CAUSING CALCIUM BUILDUP IN YOUR BONG, JUST LET SOME WHITE VINEGAR SIT IN THAT THING FOR A FEW MINUTES AND SHE'LL BE LOOKIN BRAND NEW. JUST DONT SMOKE WEED WOTH THE VINEGAR INSIDE PLEASE

cycles of yearning

I seriously do not get how people don't understand this. The absolute dependence so many have with AI, so quickly, is utterly baffling. They've completely given up all thought, all pursuit, all effort because it's the Cool New Thing. We will NEVER be able to look at content online any more without thinking "Is this AI?". From funny voices and videos of famous people playing CoD, to fake smear campaigns, product placements and scams using those very same voices and faces. How about academics? Why bother writing a paper on a subject when AI can do it for you? Teachers not bothering to create course work because it's easier to have an AI plan a lesson for you. Doesn't matter if the information is incorrect because the person checking the work isn't real! It's yet another AI, working off of the same bungled data that yours spewed information from. People are giving up the very idea of THINKING, of CREATIVITY and CONNECTION to a machine purely for the sake of convenience. Tech-bros stopped reinventing the train for once, instead they created The Torment Nexus We all thought it was going to be some over the top, horrid machine of endless pointed blades. It's not. It's a recursive river of information, slowly poisoning itself on it's own bad data while people unknowingly or without care, drink from it deeply. People will suffer, knowledge will be lost and those terrible few will use it to obscure their crimes more so than they already do. Please, don't use AI. Be human. Struggle. Grow.

might mess around and cry today idk yet

Seashell fireplace detailing beautiful enough to move you (or at least me) to tears from the Theodore Gaillard (Gaillard-Bennett) House, c1800, Charleston, South Carolina - currently for sale.