as foretold
as foretold
eating like a chef (standing up in the kitchen, out of a stainless steel bowl)
at least i didnβt get shitcanned
i communicated too much today
how many times can a single man be fired by Trump
zero respect for the artist
you know i wanted to
canβt even manage a proper depression
maybe in the sense that Derrida makes you comfortable with understanding nothing
iβm so impressed
theyβre going to vote for it but theyβll be shaking their heads the whole time
I don't need a polycule I'm from a tiny city where everyone in a group of friends has slept with everyone else or potentially will, in the future, but we never talk about it.
how many red flags are they willing to ignore for this guy? is he that extraordinary? he seems pretty mid to me.
this is still what I believe
An intricate octopus cut from a single piece of paper
Japanese artist Masayo Fukuda hand-cut this life-sized octopus from one sheet of paper. Known as Kirie in Japanese (translated as βcut pictureβ), the art form involves cutting intricate forms from a single sheet of white paper and then contrasting it against a black background to reveal the design.
i absolutely love it and do it every time i can, but itβs a disappearing job
automation robbed me of my true destiny which was sorting things by color, shape or type. born too late to be a classifier.
a la mano de dios, as we say
to be honest iβve always used code i donβt actually understand (any java library)
iβm sure i was a delight
if he was really committed he would change his government name
the Manchildren's Crusade
in case you accidentally travel in time to the 1600s
unfortunately this kind of thing happens to me often enough that I'll forget it by evening
i arrived to an appointment 10 days early. that's ok it's an opportunity for self-compassion. hahaha. ha.
i feel like some purity tests are not that hard to pass. βdonβt have a nazi tattooβ and βdonβt hang out with nazisβ seem fair enough.
fuck me, it's already March and I haven't undergone a miraculous personal transformation
itβs all a learning experience for the worldβs most special boys
I canβt tell when things are written by AI bc I have spent my whole life trying to approximate normal human speech too
during the most terrible times we played games, fell in love, watered plants, pet cats, danced at weddings and loved each other furiously, with the burning fire of the sun. the more they hated us, the more we insisted on joy.