Thirty Year War

You know, it’s important to have tragic blorbos sometimes because hey, maybe you had a bad day, maybe your job sucks so fucking much. But do you know who had a worse day? Blorbo bleebus, who’s doomed by the narrative

now, pecker means penis. and wood means boner. so of course you would make assumptions about the term woodpecker. but no. the bird

vampirism poses the question "what if there was a fundamental, horrible, unending well of want in your soul that, if truly satisfied, would lead to great pain for all those you hold closest and, in turn, their absolute and total revilement of you?" and naturally as a person with no problems I don't relate to this in any way at all.

Whereas lycanthropy poses the question “what if there was a wild destructive urge buried inside you to shed all cares and social bonds and pretensions of civilisation in one fell swoop, to tear your whole stultifying life apart around yourself in a glorious bout of transformation, and then you woke up and had to deal with the consequences of that, both to yourself and to everyone around you?” and yeah, as a person with no issues whatsoever, naturally cannot relate there either. Heh.

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

@dr-gene-ray

It's crazy how many people use Death of the Author to mean "separating the art from the artist" when it's actually not supposed to have anything to do with who the author is as a person and is supposed to be about the idea that the author's interpretation of their own work should not be seen as the definitive, correct opinion on that work. Like you're not supposed to invoke Death of the Author when JK Rowling devotes her entire life and fortune to transphobia, you're supposed to invoke it when Trent Reznor says Closer by Nine Inch Nails isn't a sex song.

the worst thing about house of leaves is how Stupid I look reading it in public lmao. yes I know I’m holding the book upside down and turning it in circles

I want to draw. I want to write. I want to read. I want to watch videos. I want scroll. I want to sleep. I want to stare at a wall. I want to cry. I want to knit. I want to I want to I want

you are not immune to reblogging ai and thinking it’s not ai. you are not the master ai sleuth you think you are

I have seen multiple ppl on my dash who frequently share anti-ai posts recently reblog things that I either know from previous experience are ai or set off a flag in my brain and I spend extra time trying to determine and come away pretty convinced it’s ai. I’m not trying to vaguepost but more say like, gang, it’s time to admit not all ai is so obvious and we’re not all super geniuses born with the Human Spark that can tell what’s real and what’s fake

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Can I fucking help you?