i have to redo my entire site to keep up with the speed of exploitation

I LUV U SO. I WANT U 4 LUNCH BABE. HOW I DROOL WHEN I THINK OF U. I LUV U SO. I LUV U SO MUCH

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the world is my loveworker. i have to pay everyone to be nice to me

╰┈┈❥ theme modifications to /valentine + new very triggering post called "𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑝𝘰𝑛𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝘵𝑒" 🤭🤭🤭

must redo /valentine for spring... idk when i'll have time, but this is to let everyone know that i'm aware of the situation...

finally moving on from this episode, which i couldn't edit, bc editing is so boring https://sensoryconvent.substack.com/p/viii-of-swords

On the 7th day, the infinite absence congealed, turning black, then white, then red, blue, violet, gray. Color emerged from transparence

wait... it's actually really embarrassing how much i love Scorpions (band)... wtf they're so dramatic, ugh... i need true love so bad

i've gotten around to updating my about/ now/ & paintings... so ofc now i want to redesign the entire site ;x; #StopHavingHobbies

prince charming, pls text me, we need to die for each other again https://sensoryconvent.substack.com/p/lovers-palace

i cannot survive how much i adore someone

i have been infected by the paywalling content and podcasting demon

the shame, guilt, & complicity of posting on social media, buying iphone, empowering, enriching this class of human beings...so ᴜɴʙᴇᴀʀᴀʙʟᴇ

going on social media to read 100 000 instructions on how to breathe, sense, exist. why are we obsessed with obedience and orders...

parasocial love fixations ♥ https://censorine.com/love-objects

backlit keyboards are cruel and unusual sensory assault and i consider their creation to be heinous act of criminal violence upon the psyche

24hrs nonverbal listening to nothing but dick cheney, alex karp & moshe dayan interviews all day. militarist heaven: god is a defense weapon

genuinely wondering, and morbidly curious, why on earth anyone would want to have anything to do with the broader human social world

go ahead and criticize my creative neurotic output, you're just inspiring me with renewed pain and fear all over again...