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🧵 [1/15] In 1904, a woman invented the game we call Monopoly to show how capitalism crushes people. Parker Brothers erased her, paid her $500, stole her idea, and sold the evil version to kids as “family fun.” The irony is suffocating.

If you’re interested in getting what you want I really recommend becoming someone who is not embarrassed by wanting or needing things

@incel4liferr GN bestie <3

@incel4lifer Dude stop playin’ I need someone to teach me how to trade penny stonks lfg

I put together a one hour video on how I've been using Claude Code as my primary design tool. Packed with tons of 🔥 design tips.

Claude went from #131 on the App Store in late January to #1 this weekend. Passed ChatGPT. Free users up 60% since January. Paid subs doubled this year. Daily signups breaking all-time records every day this week. And Anthropic’s response to all that attention? Ship memory on the free plan. Make the free tier stickier at the exact moment millions of new users are flooding in. The math tells you everything about how they view this moment. The Pentagon contract was worth up to $200M. Anthropic pulls in $14B annually. That’s 1.4% of revenue. They traded 1.4% of revenue for the #1 app in America and a brand loyalty moment that no ad budget on earth could manufacture. The consumer market opened wide for them at the precise moment the DOW’s “supply chain risk” designation was supposed to shut them down. Katy Perry posting her Claude Pro subscription. Reddit organizing ChatGPT cancellations. 700+ employees at Google and OpenAI signing an open letter backing Anthropic’s position. Every product leader should study this sequence. The designation was supposed to be punishment. Anthropic converted it into the largest consumer acquisition event in AI history, then immediately shipped product to retain every new user walking through the door. This team is operating at the highest of levels right now.

@incel4lifer @sofmlp @beanrcel @ShortZoomer @bamrcus @tippitytopkek @ErnstLeSixieme @burner44account @heavenl3y One day this guy is gonna be famous and I, a 🐦‍⬛, shall be celebrated by association ✨

@incel4lifer Brooo I’d literally go with you but you playin’ 😔💔

This 1992 lecture at MIT from Steve Jobs will teach you more about product and sales than most 2 year MBA programs Crazy just how ahead of his time this man truly was

@incel4lifer “I want to live.” That part

My physics professor told us that the closest we ever come to touching someone is if we spend a lot of time skin to skin, say spooning naked for hours a night for years, an atom making up the surface of the cells of our skin may at some point “jump” to the other person’s skin

Manifesting a lover boi this obsessed wit me 💅🏼

Cover-Up, a new documentary about the career of Pulitzer Prize-winning investigative journalist Seymour Hersh, is now on Netflix.

I live by the Universal Girlfriend Theory which is my theory that everyone wants to be treated like a Girlfriend in the sense they just want to be taken on a fun date they didn’t plan and for you to buy them dinner. this applies to women, men, parents, in laws, grandparents, siblings, Everyone. When in doubt I just buy someone expensive flowers and chocolate and it literally has never failed me as a tactic to surprise and delight. huge life unlock

In a recent interview, Robert Sean Leonard revealed that he had dated Ethan Hawke after they worked together on Dead Poets Society. "There was something magical about him back then. I fell for him at our first film festival in Europe, and I'm not ashamed to admit it."

“Live boldly, Clark. Push yourself. Don’t settle. Knowing you still have possibilities is a luxury, knowing I might have given them to you. This eased something for me. Just live well. Just live.”

@tartaro_oo @solarsystern Idek if we gon make it past 3 months sis ;_;

@TheePanth5r @solarsystern They start to cheat after three months girl, they’re fun to be around tho

when ur relationship is falling apart ur like "i've learned so much. i'm going to be selfish with picking my next partner and make sure we're compatible on almost every level. there's so many fish in the sea, anyway" and right after ur like "i could build a life with a dj idk"

Buying flowers is easy. You can do it in five minutes. You can order them from your phone while you are in the bathroom. You can toss a bouquet on the counter like a receipt and say “thought of you” and technically, yes, you did the thing. Most men treat it like that. A task. A fix. A way to patch the mood they accidentally tore. But that is not what women mean when they talk about flowers. They are not talking about petals. They are talking about presence. The hard part is not the purchase. The hard part is having her living in the background of your mind when she is not in front of you. Not in a controlling way. In a warm way. Like she has a tiny key to a part of your attention. Like her comfort is not a reminder you set, it is a reflex you built. That is why “you never buy me flowers” almost never means “I need flowers.” It means “I do not feel held in your attention.” It means “I feel like I only exist when I am directly in your face.” Because the moment a woman has to ask for flowers, the whole magic collapses into accounting. It turns into a negotiation. It becomes “what is the minimum effort required so you stop being upset.” It becomes evidence that the thought was not organic. It had to be extracted. You can feel the difference in your body between a surprise and a compliance. A surprise says: I was alone somewhere, doing normal life, and you were still in me. A surprise says: I noticed something small and it bent toward you. A surprise says: you are not just my girlfriend when we are together. You are a person I carry when we are apart. That is the real gift. Because love is not just what you do when the other person is watching. Love is what your brain does when they are not. It is the way you keep a mental shelf of their small joys. Not the big ones. Not birthday and anniversary. Those are easy because they are on a calendar. Everyone can remember the big ones. A stranger can remember the big ones. The big ones do not require intimacy. They require reminders. Small joys are different. Small joys mean you listened. She mentioned offhand that she loves yellow tulips. She showed you a mug once and said it was cute. She said her mom used to bring home lilies and the smell makes her feel safe. She likes that one snack but never buys it because it feels indulgent. She gets cold on her feet, always, even in summer. She loves when the bed sheets smell like clean laundry. She hates walking into a dark apartment. She likes the stupid little candle that makes the kitchen smell like vanilla. Keeping track of that is not “being trained.” It is devotion. And devotion is not loud. It is not poems and grand gestures and words that look good on Instagram. It is a brain that has space for another person’s comfort without needing to be begged. This is why “look it’s us” hits so hard. Because it is not about the meme itself. Half the time the meme is stupid. The point is the reflex behind it. The code it carries. You are telling her: you are so woven into me that random life is constantly pointing back to you. A billboard. A dog. A dumb tweet. A couple walking with matching hats. A song in a grocery store. A line in a movie. And your brain does not just notice it. Your brain reaches for her. It wants to share the moment with her, even if the moment is nothing. That is cherishing. And people underestimate how rare it feels to be cherished in adulthood. Everyone is busy. Everyone is tired. Everyone is managing a million tabs. Most relationships slowly turn into logistics. Who is picking up groceries. What are we eating. Did you pay the bill. You start to feel like a roommate with benefits. You start to feel like your existence is a shared spreadsheet. So when someone sends “look it’s us,” it is like a little flare in the dark. It says: I still see you as a person, not a task. That is why women get so hurt when men scoff at flowers, or at those little “this made me think of you” gestures.