Year 2040: Back in my day, we had to prompt engineer our essays like cavemen
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Year 2040: Back in my day, we had to prompt engineer our essays like cavemen
Dopamine dips are something people don’t really talk about when it comes to social media.
Being able to express yourself, share your thoughts, get support — that part is priceless. But there’s another side to it.
You start to care.
About likes. About numbers. About whether anything is growing at all.
For months I was just posting for myself. Just sharing because I wanted to.
And now… even with a small amount of support,
I get it.
That quiet fear of losing it. Of it stopping.
Inspiring Street Art by HIJACK
I inflated my slime too much and it won’t go down why is the text so fucking big
When you're in a doctor's office waiting room and you want to give nasty looks to the person blaring stuff on their phone, but it's a young black man and you don't want to be mistaken for racism.
we sell digital things because waiting is annoying.
"When stupidity is considered patriotism, it is unsafe to be intelligent." - Isaac Asimov.