there are reptilian fears and neocortex fears

it’s no better than ai-piloted robots… the footage all gets saved to a database where nosuch contractors can watch or just semantic query for information on what you’ve done in your home.

i’m vonnegut off on the idea of this

amazing. extreme pancake rat.

there isn’t a *bad* episode/movie among these, but i wouldn’t fight anyone over this take on any one of them—except EEAAO.

fuck anyone who talks shit about that movie. if you *didn’t* experience some kind of awakening watching that movie, you’re fucking vapid and i hate you (jk).

i have a high bar to clear for social interaction, to be fair.

and it does feel bad to be the kid on the outside of the circle who talks, but everyone just goes on talking amongst themselves…

just another thread of deep personal disclosure, doomed to sink to the bottom of an ocean of social media posts more relatable than mine…

drowned out by a cacophony of intrusive thoughts too unhinged to say aloud, but perfect for eliciting an emotional response in the age of brain rot.

i still felt like an outsider—but this time i didn’t *want* to be one of the cool kids. i didn’t want to wear abercrombie or aero. i liked the skate/surf fashion more, and felt more a representation of myself.

i have always been “alternative”. but that can be lonely.

when i was a young kid, i wanted nothing more than to be accepted by my peers. the most intoxicating feeling was having someone laugh at my jokes. but i was always on the outside looking in.

in high school, i made plenty of friends and my life improved significantly… but…

not emotionally intense per se… but a lot of stuff i hold onto that i rarely touch

legit. we get it, you’re still obsessed with in-group antics as an adult.

categorically false, but okay

oh yooo i love nirvana

oh sick i love def jam

every time i post something like this i’m like… fuck the geoguesser is gonna be able to find me

maybe he’s just cringe?