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hi everyone! i'm working on some creative projects recently; and as part of that process, im trying to whittle my social media use to one account on one platform only.
while tumblr is, without reservation, my favorite social media; i've decided instagram is the right one for me to keep. mostly because it's professionally/socially advantageous to me. there's also a nostalgia component, since i've had my main instagram account the longest of anything online short of my email address. i also like that it has many dimensions for kinds of privacy and audience filtering.
i also spend a lot less time of my time in true fandom/fanwork spaces these days, anyway-- which makes me feel sad, nostalgic, full of growth, etcetera.
i'll miss everyone i know solely/primarily on here very much, and i'm not going to delete my blog probably ever.
xoxoxo
why did she say that 😭 what
if you ask for “my substack” you may as well have slit my throat with a blunt instrument, spiritually
braidedmaxxing blogslop
in re: my last reblog
“Ghosts are real” I can see how you could believe that
“Ghosts aren’t real” it’s very fair and rational that you believe that
“Ghosts aren’t real anymore” I’m about to hear a poem or very sad story
“Ghosts aren’t real yet” the fuck are you going to do
Sleeping poorly is so embarrassing... sorry im grumpy I stayed up past my bedtime. Like a toddler
i kinda like stale cheetos more than fresh ones. ok
oh my god bella write your goddamn story stop going on tumblr
everymorning: i think im about to die. i think im going to die. im actually going to die. this is it. im going to die. im going to die immediately.
every single night: lock in. OK. Lock In. Change your Life. I love you. Lock in. This is going to be big. I’m going to change the world. Ready? I love you. Lock in. I have an idea. Lock in.
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why is there an upgrade button on gmail. why does twitter want me to scan my palm to get into my account. why is google a chatbot. why does the transit app make a transit app wrapped for me. why does youtube keep shoving its infinitely scrollable shortform content down my throat. why do my doctor and psychiatrist and therapist want to use an ai notetaker during our appointments. why do free trials want my credit card number. why are most scholarship websites just data brokers. how do i make capitalone stop sending me mail. why is my school making its own special chat gpt powered chatbot. why is every third video on instagram an undisclosed ad. why is nothing online real anymore. why is everything so FUCKING STUPID
my mvp of the episode 💖💖
writing isn’t hard it’s just emotionally devastating and time-consuming and requires full body possession by an idea
‘‘shipping is fucking up how some of yall consume media‘‘ i do not ‘consume media’ i read books, i watch movies. like a normal person does. when was this term mass adopted, why is every work of art ‘‘consumed’‘. along with ‘’creating content’’ its terms the little lad on the monopoly box would use