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literally the worst way of ending a series is “all the survivors are happily straight married with tons and tons of babies!”
people still getting mad at this post i made in 2014 so I will add here. in 2026. that the point of this post isn’t “happy endings bad” its when the story’s only way to imagine a happy ending is a heterosexual nuclear family for everyone.
guy who has chronic pain and fatigue: man why can't i do more stuff
guy who has chronic pain and fatigue: man i'm so tired today for some reason
I was reading the Wikipedia list of notable + ironic last words and the two most recent entries are so heartening
[text:
"Counting or not counting gang violence?" — Charlie Kirk (10 September 2025), after being asked how many mass shootings had occurred in the United States over the previous ten years. He was then fatally shot in the neck.
"I can't die now." — Lindsey Graham, American senator (11 July 2026), after shrugging off a sudden illness, saying he still had work to do, such as to "get Iran sorted out." He soon collapsed and died.
/end id]
"Cisgender Paranoia endangers all people"
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when bunsen started flirting with female guests I went 'well this is out of character everyone knows bunsen is gay'
Imagine getting expelled from school for being an atheist and years later that school builds a monument to you but of your dead drowned corpse with your dick out.
They do it all classy though but still
Reposting this coz i saw it in my camera roll again this is by far one of the funniest interactions ive come across on ao3
everyone who is not currently in the process of moving please pause and take a moment to be grateful that you're not currently in the process of moving
Her name is Fatima Birnawi, this is her btw:
need to beam this tweet directly into everyone's minds right now
The legacies people leave behind in you.
My handwriting is the same style as the teacher’s who I had when I was nine. I’m now twenty one and he’s been dead eight years but my i’s still curve the same way as his.
I watched the last season of a TV show recently but I started it with my friend in high school. We haven’t spoken in four years.
I make lentil soup through the recipe my gran gave me.
I curl my hair the way my best friend showed me.
I learned to love books because my father loved them first.
How terrifying, how excruciatingly painful to acknowledge this. That I am a jigsaw puzzle of everyone I have briefly known and loved. I carry them on with me even if I don’t know it. How beautiful.
absolutely obsessed with these tags
shoutout to the words "overmorrow" and "ereyesterday". english losing these words was stupid. "the day after tomorrow" "the day before yesterday" clunky-ass constructions. revolting. i'm bringing overmorrow and ereyesterday back in my idiolect and there is nothing you can do about it
ohhhhj the mischevious smiler....
every AI work tool out there is like "did you know you're wasting up to 90% of your time on pointless busywork that could be automated away? and i look inside and the "busywork" is like. learning how something important works or double checking the reading on the safety valve. AI companies love to say "why would you waste time learning that in the moment when, instead, you could always ask me about it later?" and it's like. the point isn't to "have access to that information", the point is to know it. The AI can only tell me how to fix that air compressor if i can tell it what the problem is, and even then its instructions might not warn me of potential hidden dangers or might not see that i've got my screwdriver on the wrong screw or might not even be telling me the truth. I need to know how the pump works. I need to know which lines lead where. I need to understand the system I am working with. If something goes wrong I need to know how to fix it, because by the time something tells me how to fix it, it might be too late.
someone please add the abigail sims poem chatgpt fucks my wife i am too high to deal with the results that duckduckgo search is giving me to sift through right now.
image description: ChatGPT Fucks My Wife
and I'm not really all that pressed about it. A natural evolution on our path to enlightenment, the fatal flaw made obsolete.
She enjoys the median output of the best lovers in history: Alcibiades' favorite positions, King Edward's lessons from the sex chair. Cleopatra's dominating presence, Solomon's finest poetry, in a package just the right size, delivered how and when she wants it—
Work smarter, not harder, right?
It sends me an automated email to let me know the labor I've conserved in a weekly insights report: Hours logged, achievements reached, orgasms tallied.
It saves me on average 15 minutes a day, every day, that I can spend checking my email.
But I press my ear against the door, sometimes, and wonder what I'm missing.
—Abigail Sims /end description