the veil is so thick in my apartment. cant see the leyline for shit. everything exactly as it seems. not questioning my surroundings at all. fuckin rules
baking is sort of a high-risk high-reward hobby for me bc if i make something yummy, then my existence isn’t a total waste & i do offer the world good things. but if i make something icky, i should probably Die
Insanely lucky break that animals like to be pet. Really not much you could do with most of them otherwise. But I've got hands and you like to have the top of your head touched, looks like we're in business
If you're using AI to write essays, eulogies, a text to your wife, I do think less of you as a person. Ceding your mental and creative abilities to a machine is an embarrassing thing and people should be ashamed to admit doing it in public.