who knows what it was, being born under an unlucky star or some sort of curse, but sometimes there are things out there that are just destined to end up broken in some perpetual punishment machine. you might feel bad for it, but this was inevitable. its not like its a person. was ever a person.

ㅤ!~

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oh did i break your stupid little gender. it was weak and pitiful anyway, you don't need it

oh gosh
who's gonna love it? which I? the identity erasing? the new one formed? both? love each other too?

oooooo that art...

please

brainwashed spamsluts...

okay i wasnt planning on seeing this til it leaves the theatres despite my fondness for the setting and some of his filmography but now i am Curious

extremely intensely fucking cool wow

oh my

Things get trickier when she realizes how GOOD it feels to "submit" to the computer's demands for shorter skirts, more makeup, frequent "performance reviews."

Then it gets very, very simple~ There are no errors at all. The company doesn't make mistakes. Just submit! Just submit. Just submit...

vibes vibes vibes vibes Vibes

Hypnothetical. If, theoretically speaking, you were under trance - which you're not, of course, this dreamy obedience is just who you are...