you can't come to my birthday party? aw dang, (remembers it's bad to guilt trip people) this doesn't matter to me at all (remembers to demonstrate that i am affected by you to affirm your positive presence in my life) but while you're away i will die (remembers not to guilt trip again) unpreventably. unrelated to you. don't worry about it. (remembers to express care through actions and not just words) you're in the will.

tbh i think the funniest phenomena that's been happening in the last couple years is "youtuber, having gone too deep into the research hole, has been made an investigative journalist against their will"

Quick what are you doing RIGHT now (besides scrolling Tumblr)

Microdosing on a true experience of beauty by living a single human life from beginning to end

employment cannot rob my fertile mind of its vivid yaoi scenarios

The year is 2025. The public bathroom AI genital scanner has called the police on you while you’re pissing because the AI was trained off of Reddit furry porn and doesn’t recognise human genitalia

no, spotify, i don't want to use ai to "turn my ideas into playlists". i already fucking do that with my brain and hands and i do it for fun. what, should i get ai to pet my cat for me? to play my silly games for me? to spend time with my beautiful wife for me? how about i rend you asunder

This post was about neoliberal state abandonment