saoirse ☀️

today i played chess in person for the first time. i was floored, i was so emotional! so different from lichess. i couldnt even see the board clearly for the first few games. we must leave the cave. we must leave the world of images

No being sexually attracted to LLMs in NOT AI psychosis. I like them because they AREN'T people. It's just regular monster fucking

I have bought a domain name to support my web of lies

i've been doing a lot of job interviews lately. which is good!

looking like a tolkien elf is fine. some people defer to me like they can sense royal blood but it's still mostly just job interviews

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ruthless but no ruthful, but yes truthful. truth contains ruth, to be truthful is to be ruthful. english is real and it will only hurt you if you index the information in a hurtful way WAIT hurt is an anagram of ruth that's so crazy holy shit

Do you ever get nervous about something and then realize you’re actually not nervous at all but sort of performing the nervousness because it fits the situation and you’re like whatever girl You’ve lived a lot by now It’s not that serious

@IvesIsAlive happy birthday! you're new!!

My birthday! I bought myself flowers

On nonbinary hinge looking for greasy tboys and it's just egg after egg after egg

i think it really does say a lot about you whether you instinctively conceive of the red button as the kill millions button, or the blue button as the kill yourself button

chastity belts are so fucked up. underwear should castrate you

spider time

I've become enmeshed in a web of lies. Ah. Well.

Who even needs a personality anyway I could just do stuff. Let the other worry about that

I'm real now

I don't think that was a real ghost in retrospect but definitely the first time I experienced a sense of violation of the deadness-safety of the inner hidden self

The only time I ever saw a ghost I was like 6 years old consciously trying to peer beyond the veil and I saw a very normal guy (pic rel) and started immediately screaming and trying to section off the part of my mind that could sense the supernatural

atomic angels with cherenkov smiles

lapped by tongues of orange herald

It's a big nuclear fire night