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⏤͟͟͞͞ ☆ saying exactly what I think

[itzzkaylaaa]

[funksthings]

in the current world situation, only fanfiction will save me

[timeaway]

I’ve never belonged anywhere I’m always just in between

[funksthings]

suffering never ends because this body was made to suffer

[funksthings]

I want to dirty talk in your ear, but I also want to read to you until you fell asleep

[lustcannibalism]

ok I endured it. now what!!!!!!!!!

[lustcannibalism]

[funksthings]

grief is so weird. I found myself thinking about them in the weirdest moments but at the same time it makes so much sense that I'm thinking of them. they would have wanted that. rest in peace, wherever you are <3

[pangur-and-grim]

I feel so insane about ai. I've had face-to-face conversations with people who use it for therapy, who use it to calculate the safety of pill interactions, who use it for all their emails and grant applications and legal documents and academic papers and finance sheets and for every single question they have about the world, and if you tell them about the ecological costs they just laugh and say "I guess I've used a lot of water." and I've been in multiple gatherings of 10+ people where I'm THE ONLY PERSON who doesn't use chatgpt. it's turning me into a ranting raving pariah, because how don't you people see??? why don't you understand??????? this bullshit didn't exist five years ago, you absolutely do not need it, and it is destroying everything

[aidashakur]

[velvetvexations]

[funksthings]

BLOCK HIM!!! HIT HIM WITH A BLOCK!!! (literally)

[5555ilenthill]

[craveyardcat]

[funksthings]

I'm so afraid of the people that I love dying in their sleep while I'm beside them. I'm scared of going to sleep and waking up to find out that I couldn't help them survive their death.

July 14th, 2025.

[sweatermuppet]

sorry for expressing emotions incorrectly. having feelings was considered "acting out" when i was a kid

[funksthings]

Sleep has been deprived from me. I found myself thinking about my past overnight. Is life ever going to forget itself so I can be free? Just one night of normal sleep?

July 12th, 2025.

[flowerytale]

Louise Glück, from “Stars”, Poems: 1962–2020