i was telling this guy at the bar last night that chat gpt is bad for the environment, and he proceeds to pull out his phone to ask chat gpt why it’s bad for the environment…
I WOULD LIKE A RING I WOULD LIKE A RING I WOULD LIKE A DIAMOND RING ON MY WEDDING FINGER I WOULD LIKE A NICE A BIG AND SHINY DIAMOND THAT I COULD WAVE AROUND AND TALK AND TALK ABOUT IT
So I hurt my shoulder and after struggling in pain for like 45 minutes just to brush and wash my hair, this is the first time i’ve ever thought “damn maybe I SHOULD be trying to get into a relationship” like come help me please lmao.
every time you ask the bartender to turn on the juke box, and then play one song at a time with hella space in between, an angel loses its wings. MAKE A QUEUE I BEG YOU.