self-indulgent surburban angst

(three decades into my life) sorry I wasn’t paying attention, can we start again?

you really have to wonder why is ai so widely accessible when all our lives we’ve been told nothing in life is free

disabled people have to live below the poverty line to have access to things that give them independence, but ai is largely free and marketed as a tool to make life easier for everyone, it’s a therapist, it’s a partner, it’s an ‘art’ tool it’s getting people degrees in school… and then you read the studies where they’re proving ai is causing severe cognitive decline and it all makes sense, that’s exactly the type of people that can be controlled en masse, people that cannot think without being spoon fed information

we are seeing this in every day life, “it’s not that deep” no because you are incapable of thinking about it that deep because chatgpt can spit out anything for you In seconds, media literacy is at an all time low, tv shows are made with a formula that assumes you’ll be doing another task while you have it on, and this is all on purpose, why do you think short form content is pushed on every platform when it’s also been proven that it fucks with the way our brain works, we’re being trained to not to think, to not resist

after shane and ilya get outed, and the internet explodes, and the hollander stan girlies are trying to convince shane that ilya is no good for him, a paparazzi video of shane and ilya sitting at a cafe together is released. and shane hollander, the man that is known to the public as showing minimal emotion and being stoic and controlled in his presentation is laughing so freely at whatever ilya is saying to him. his head is thrown back and his eyes are creased shut and he cackles and ilya keeps talking egging it on and smiling at shane. and no one knows what to do with that. with the knowledge that ilya rozanov has made shane the happiest and most relaxed anyone has ever seen him.

Something about Ilya still managing to be insecure about their relationship while Shane is locked on like a rabid dog, like 5000 PSI bite strength around that Russian boy. Shane is over here calmly rationalizing "This is not only the only person I've ever loved he's also the only person I can even fathom loving. If he dies I die because life will no longer be worth living. Obviously" and Ilya's like "what if he leaves me for this random Ottawan journalist"

oh, love the way he looks at her.

Someone else said, "Protect Posy at all costs," and YES. ABSOLUTELY.