I shakeā¦
I cryā¦
I begā¦
For loveā¦

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The Privacy Case for SweetDream, Feature by Feature
Let me approach this analytically. Every standout feature SweetDream offers becomes more valuable the moment you trust that it's private. The lifelike voice messages and human-sounding phone calls? Worth more when you know they're discreet. The video calls and live cam sessions available with select characters? Far more comfortable to enjoy when the platform's whole posture is privacy-first.
That's the throughline I kept landing on while testing sweetdream.ai. It isn't that the AI girlfriend experience is good and also private; it's that the privacy is what lets the experience be as immersive as it is. You design a companion's personality and appearance in detail, you get strikingly realistic generated photos, and you do it all knowing the content stays yours.
If I were scoring AI companion platforms on a rubric, SweetDream would top the column that too many competitors leave half-empty. Discretion isn't a bonus line item here. It's the reason the rest of the product works as well as it does.
If things have gone differently
I would have the right
To call you mine
ā¦
Iāve seen you
Yearning for someone
Someone to love
While Iām here
Feels like Iām a ghost
I know I donāt deserve a chance
But
It still hurts
The fact that I lost
The little that we had
Since you said
How annoying was for you
Hearing me cry
I learned to cry silence
Just to not bother you
i knew you would end up hurting me and you did. i knew it and still i loved you anyway. you are in every corner of my room, in every song that plays. you are still the air i breathe. i am trying to exhale you from my lungs. i am trying.
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Do you still think about me the way I think about you?
Do you still remember those times we laughed in class before I fucked it all up?
Do you get sad when you realize weāre both leaving in our realities when we completely ignore the other?
Do you cry at night thinking of what could have been?
Do you crave for my touch and forgiveness the same way I do about you?
Or is it just me being a complete fucking weirdo?
Please love me
Iāll do whatever you want
Just
Please
Love me
Not a soul
Not even a single soul
Craves for me
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you know how bad it hurt?. i fucking made a c.ai bot about that situation. THE DAY AFTER
HEARTBREAK: *You hate parties, yet, you were at one because of social pressure. You stand in a corner, dissociating from your surroundings w
Laying on his bed
Safe from the cold world
Snowflake boy entered a land of dreams
Warm, cozy, land of dreams
Where he can do what he wanted without being judged
Where he could be happy
He dreamt about a person
That he met while he was jumping on rooftops
They both talked
Everything flowing naturally
Then they run
Across a field filled with colorful flowers
Then in a blink of an eye
They were in a bed
A big bed
A giant one
The person hugged snowflake boy from behind
As they both sat in bed
They started to caress his arms slowly
As they kissed his nape gently
āIs this what being in love feels like?ā
Snowflake boy asked to himself
It feltā¦
Right
He finally get what he was waiting for
Just a bit of a touch
He was in heaven now
Then sadly he wake up
Slowly going back to reality
There was no person caressing him
There was no person loving him
He slowly sat on bed
Trembling a bit
He could still feel the persons hand caressing his arms
The warmthā¦
And their lips pressing against his nape
The markā¦
Snowflake boy slowly hugged himself
As the tears rolled down his cheeks
This wasnāt fair
Everyone around him had someone
Except for him
He wanted to be in someoneās arms again
He wanted to be cuddled by someone again
He wanted to feel loved again
But that was just a dream
A dream that itās never going to become true
He has lost all hope
He was alone
And he felt cold
Aloneā¦
Snowflake boy
Gave her his heart
Holding it on his hands
Still bloody and pumping
The affirmations words dripping from his mouth
Flooding her
Her laugh started to fill the whole streets
Hints of mocking and cruelty behind it
He stepped back
His hands shaking
His heart fell
And broke in a million pieces
The eyes were on him
The whispering filling his ears
They were also laughing at him
At his failure
Snowflake boy turned around
He couldnāt see
Everything was blurry
From his tears
He ran
Far away
From the humiliation
From the mistakes
Back in his sacred bedroom
Hiding underneath the blankets
He shake
He cried
For 3 days straight
He couldnāt sleep
Her laugh tormenting him
His mind looking at past mistakes
His life always filled with reject
Every single failed confession
Came to his mind
And every single drop of pain he felt back then
Returned
āI only want loveā
He whispered to himself
Buried under the blankets
Still shaking
Still crying
Snowflake boy was touch starved
He wanted someone
Anyone
To comfort him
To hug him
To kiss him
But he was alone
He had tried so hard
Was he the problem?
The days after the confession made by the girl to snowflake boy were hard
He couldnāt look at her
When he passed next to her, he could feel the hatred for him emanating from her
When he heard her laugh, it made him shake slightly
He wanted to die
He couldnāt believe how bad he fucked up
Although he knew from the start that he didnāt liked her back
That feeling of false happiness that he felt when he was with her was pleasant
He wanted to believe he had a chance
Although he knew that was impossible
In one of the classes, students made a line to get their homework checked by the teacher
Snowflake boy was behind the girl
Lucky, isnāt it?
The girl was talking shit about him with a friend of her
Snowflake boy started to feel angry
He never cross the boundaries in between them
He never tried something suggestive
Yet she was talking like he was a bad person
And he hated being called a bad person
So, for once in his life, he tries to stand by himself and confronted the girl
They started to argue
Slowly, snowflake boy realized he regret what he started
He was drawing to much attention
Most of his classmates were paying attention at the argument
But he didnāt wanted to be perceived as a bad guy
So he kept going
The girl has her temper too
And she was starting to get angry
Suddenly and without expecting it, snowflake boy was slapped by the girl
He was left speechless
The whole classroom was left speechless
It was silent
Dead silent
The only thing that could be heard was the erratic breathing of snowflake boy
As the tears started to flow
And the golden eyes came back to replace the brown eyes
He looked back at her
His eyes talked for him
āYouāre happy now?
Have you realized the pain Iām in right now?
Does it make you happy?
Destroying me like this?ā
But she remained serious
Ready to slap snowflake boy again if he dared to open his mouth
The tip of snowflake boy fingers were tingling
He closes his eyes
Hoping for the nightmare to end
He just wanted to help his classmates
He wanted to be useful for once
But he fucked it up
And he didnāt know how
He didnāt know why
The only thing that he knew is that his classmates were visibly upset at him
And then they started yelling
Now, the boy is in his bedroom
The night has fallen and the curtains are closed
Heās laying on bed, gripping the sheets tight
His hands shaking
Burying his face in the pillow
Soaking it with his tears
Reviving the trauma
Again and again and again
In his life, he always fucked it up
Consciously or unconsciously
People always get mad at him
He was a snowflake boy
And he fucking hated it
He wanted to be strong
To have confidence for standing by himself
But he couldnāt
He always broke down at the slightest negative comment about him
He couldnāt handle criticism
Snowflake boy felt misunderstood
He always has
He said what he thought and people heard differently
And they got mad for it
Snowflake boy tried to explain it to them
But words got stuck in his throat
And the only thing he could do was sobbing as soon as they started screaming
Oh, poor snowflake boy
How is he gonna survive
In this cruel, cruel world?
āI donāt love you
And Iāll never willā
She said with a serious face while looking at him in the eyes
The pupils that were once dilated in love now were constricted in shock
They were both outside of the classroom, the rest of their classmates were already taking their seats
She needed to talk to him
She knew what he was feeling for her
She knew the way he looked at her
And that made her uncomfortable
Until she was done with it
And couldnāt keep it to herself anymore
The boy closes his eyes tightly
His body was slightly shaking
And he started to feeling cold from inside
Then, he opened his eyes, the once brown eyes now were gold
And full of tears
She could have seen the pain in them, but she turned around and walked back to the classroom
Meanwhile, he stayed right where he was
Unable to move
Unable to stop the tears flowing
He wanted to die
He wanted to dissapear