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Don't use AI to write. Use cocaine like a real author.
"Do it scared" "do it alone" what am I a survival horror protagonist gtfo
It kind of fucks with me that somebody killed ötzi the iceman because ötzi himself is like whatever but the silent presence of human hands that drew back the string of the bow that shot the arrow that killed him is crazy. the idea that there were various people involved in that situation and while one of them has had his last hours painstakingly reconstructed and studied to no end, the others now only exist insofar that an arrowhead had to get into his shoulder somehow. imagine killing someone and then suddenly your entire existence is only a vague shadow implied by the fact that you killed them. much to consider
Testing the mummified bone marrow of ötzi to figure out his ancestry whole time there’s definitely another person, maybe more than one, standing in the room with us but I can never see or speak to them because I only know them through the assurance that they were there too in the form of one single arrowhead. I hate prehistory so much it’s unreal
I hate it too tbh
i’m in tears over this
are you five nights at fucking kidding me
My own son??? Happy to see ME??? For real?!?
I love this text post so I drew it
how am i supposed to relax when there are things
Im always like "i will not add my two cents. i will not add my two cents" but i cant lie the pennies are getting sweaty in my hand
[record scratch] [freeze frame]: yeah that's me. that's me in the corner. that's me in the spotlight, losing my religion.
Hush
knew from a young age that i was weird and unfixable
absolutely hate it when I wake up tired like what the fuck did I lie unconscious for
Part 1 of a collection of Steph sketches.
thank u jones