‘ramcoa isn’t real’ Kim theres people that are dying
‘ramcoa is a conspiracy theory’ fuck you + get out of the tags + be quiet im so serious lmao

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‘ramcoa isn’t real’ Kim theres people that are dying
‘ramcoa is a conspiracy theory’ fuck you + get out of the tags + be quiet im so serious lmao
‘ramcoa isn’t real’ Kim theres people that are dying
The white sheet of childhood dreams
my detested constant callback
i’d love to live in a timeline where i’m not constantly being shown a barrage of visions of murder and rape and gore whenever i’m around children or animals. how do i get these things to calm down without having to do immediate extensive trauma work
angel hunters
to kill
i think about it a lot
shitty part of being programmed is that i’ll always discount my own experiences. it’ll never be enough for me. it doesn’t matter how long it went on for or what they did or anything else. it’s still not enough. nothing will ever be good enough. nothing will ever be bad enough
isolation programming is so stupid sometimes. ohhhhhh im so out of place here ill never belong the only place i will ever belong to is with my groups….. and then at the groups it’s all ohhhhhh nobody is like me they all hate me…. i’m all alone the only people who will ever understand me are my handlers and the dead…..
programming realizations that make you go AOUGGJGGGJGHHHHHH😑😑😑😑😑
the desire to go back to our groups vs. the desire for children to no longer be experiencing things like what we did even now
sometimes i look at aspects of our internal functionings and wonder why my programmers couldn’t have just made ocs or something because they were clearly creative enough to ( - _ -) …
I know it's unlikely, but to any programmed systems who might see this (that is, those who both [a] are okay with answering and [b] can do so without putting themselves/their system at risk):
Is there such a thing as an incompletely/partially programmed system?If so, how might that look in terms of system architecture, headmates, symptoms, etc? Or — if that describes you — what led you to that discovery?
This question is for any systems who were programmed, if they feel comfortable answering.
incomplete programming is a thing! when someone’s programming is incomplete it’s generally because they lost contact with those programming them. say you move far enough away that they no longer can access you, for example. how it presents would vary between individuals, but it may seem as though the system’s structure is more developed or complicated in some areas than others / like some parts seem like there’s things missing. that may be complex hierarchies, organization of alters, etc.
it’s rather annoying, going into the ramcoa tag and seeing so many syscourse posts which are not particularly related to ramcoa. of course, i can’t stop anybody from tagging as they will, but it’s a little tiresome, how this keeps happening… ~;
also, it feels incredibly reminiscent of that wave of queer and ship discourse blogs that where x character themed back in 2019 2020. whatever it was. it’s 2026, can’t we find better uses of our time by now?
it’s rather annoying, going into the ramcoa tag and seeing so many syscourse posts which are not particularly related to ramcoa. of course, i can’t stop anybody from tagging as they will, but it’s a little tiresome, how this keeps happening… ~;
i loved so many people back then. and now they’re all gone. it’s hard. i miss so many of them, and i miss the ones i know i shouldn’t. i still miss being hurt. it was what i got used to; being so controlled felt comforting after some years. i didn’t have to think. not being my own person felt good. i liked being their figurehead.