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A work-in-progress attempt at changing the terms of my relationship with Twitter. Thoughts are also works-in-progress. Subscribe to the feed.

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  • Are you: “Hell is other people”, or, “Heaven is each other” kind of person?


  • From anger, to grief, back to my heart I go.


  • I’m here to fart to around.


  • The meaning of a gesture is determined by the people involved in it.

    This is about relationships: romantic, platonic, familial and otherwise.


  • Mental illness is all in your head, the same way prostate cancer is all in your ass.


  • Labubu? More like gambling, again.


  • You ask me to kneel and pray at the alter of the God of Nothing (AI) that you’ve made. No.


  • It is with absolute horror, that I witness how easily people embrace the brain-rot that is AI. How enthusiastically they yearn to never have to think again.

    Sure, right now it’s about garbage things that you didn’t want to think about in the first place. But you should then reject the question, not answer it with shit.


  • The death of childhood is the death of a human being.


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