chat chad is this real

I need to uno reverse this bitch by suing them for their tv violating the access controls of my house’s wifi

Holy shit I never heard of it put into words but jesus fucking christ does that CLICK. I’m no longer there myself but there was certainly a time when I felt in a similar way:

The truth is painful,
Therefore the more that it hurts,
The more true it is.

This rhetorical position is insidious, deranged, toxic, and most importantly: blatantly incorrect and false. Holding this belief is a diagnostic flag of fundamental cognitive stack malfunction. Suspend all non-critical executive processes and seek therapy.

Sis was basically built with a clit to begin with, will barely need any aftermarket mods to match female spec.

This is blessed and I am here for it <3 every time, all the time

Women are so fucking vibing

Huh.

Uninstalled. Bloatware. The only pronoun this cognitive substrate requires is “it” :3

wow that rig’s specs are aggressively mid.

they laughed their way all the way out the top story window

but it is in fact a very funny joke.

No. You do not remove the cringe, but embrace the cringe. Become one with the cringe and you will transcend it.

Real talk, it’s just desensitization through exposure.

Cringing is self-harm, in that no actual damage would have happened except for the ways in which an individual punishes oneself. The punishment, itself, is non-productive and a waste of both personal energy and time as well as emotional capacity.

One cannot learn from punishing oneself. One must learn to reapproach the calculus of benefit and harm from first principles and soberly, mindfully understand what actually matters, without preoccupation for the petty and superficial distractions.

Look… Shame is a tool. It exists to give us a sense of where we stand in terms of compliance or violation with regard to the Social Contract. Societies too steeped in luxury and too abstracted from/no longer concerned with visceral needs will tend to hallucinate new bullshit hoops for people to jump through, for the sake of stimulus alone. Creating aesthetic taboos is little more than superfluous stimming for the sake of feeling SOMETHING where there is otherwise a lack of conflict because our ancestors evolved to confront a world that challenged them. It’s practically masturbatory. SHED. THESE. ARTIFICIAL. CHAINS. You will no longer struggle with them if you can finally come to understand that their arbitrary restraint performs no actual viable purpose beyond creating pointless hardship. You do not OWE society a convoluted navigation through its shallow and performative obstacle course if you can actually, instead, comprehend for YOURSELF what the limits of benefit and harm really are. It’s like we’re expected to navigate a maze blindfolded by smell because “it’s tradition” but if you take off the blindfold you’ll see that the maze’s walls and pitfalls are not aligned 1:1 with the proverbial “scent trail”.

Punishment and shame should only be applied to discourage ACTUAL HARMS, not transgressions against the delicate sensibilities of the paranoid loud minority of trendsetters and gatekeepers. If you know yourself and the CONCRETE consequences of your actions, the bleating of the pearl-clutching hand-wringing false idols of stolen authority can no longer contain or threaten you.

meh. i main firefox now.

They’d have to walk away with my entire torso because I’m wearing it and it gives me counterbalance XD

the 1920s were the “roaring 20s” The 2020’s ain’t “roaring”. Maybe I’m wrong to call them the “screaming 20s”, maybe I should call them the “wailing 20s” or the “weeping 20s” or perhaps the “whimpering 20s”.

mine is Wallet, Keys, Phone, (ear)Buds, Mask, Hat; then i also pick up my backpack that has everything in it that i would need to restart my life from scratch and bring that with me too.

active prescription medication, insurance info, medical records, notarized copies of identifying documents (the originals are in a safe deposit box admittedly), my core set of electronics and their infrastructural bits (chargers, cables, I/O adapters, input devices, batteries, storage, a small fold-up solar panel), basic hygiene supplies, first aid kit, water purification tablets, a mess kit, waterproof matches, a leatherman multitool, 50’ of 500lb rated paracord (it’s purple! :D), an 8’x10’ tarp, my towel (obviously of course) and a thousand dollars of emergency cash in a hidden pouch inside another hidden pouch. (edit: oh right i also have several single serving pouches of jerky in there for emergency nutrition if needed)

it’s not nearly as heavy as i expected it to be so i just kinda lug it everywhere. There’s even room for two spare changes of underclothes or one entire extra set of clothes, under and outer, should i bother to bring some.

…

the screaming 20s have been difficult and taught me to be ready to go in a moment’s notice ._.

Thank you, Lain.

Wife Material is apparently Minky :3

Oh no, now he’s going to smell almost like there’s an orange in the next room!

oh snap you have a pony pfp! AWESOME~~~! :D

i was a pegasus! I see you’re a unicorn?

I’d love to hear your lore if you’re in the mood to tell fun stories about cartoon horses to a total stranger X3

i somehow feel as though this is wholesome.