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andromorphic angel


it’s pretty i like it

i only subscribed to the pink one because it’s pretty, and just liked the rest
screenshot of parent post with pink check mark

sorry i’m kinda sick of u rn




srry i feel kinda smol and stupid today


hey uhmm.. can u tell me about him was he cute

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it's just that easy folks
the art of the deal

exactly, what's not to love?


okay but like you'd settle for a femboy right

wait rly o.o i did not expect that
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well anyway would you like to kiss another one :>

slug have you ever kissed a boy

they'll just give anyone a 8.64 nowadays...

oh my god you're so fucking cool lmfaooo


nuh uh, every time u post the sun shines a little brighter, birds start to sing, and flowers start to bloom

yea i'm a community leader of sorts no biggie blueskyscore.com/dreary.dev


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Highly active and influential, a central figure in conversations.
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juli is right about these fake ass tools. «BlueSky» lol, lmao

hehe >:3 i should learn

yea thats what im crying about :( i hate `let var`
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this isn't a real problem i just have autism

??? its the most readable! assign var and do hot girl shit ez pz yt-dlp does it right, everything else just feels like a floppy mess
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but you're right i have been ruined, now i'm just constantly disappointed

oh you want a replacement for your adorable little guy that does based things in a terse way? := no problem just do ugly verbose trash instead waaaaa

but i gotta declare all my variables ahead of time grrrrr ugly ugly... why cant i just spawn a guy out of thin air :(

yes this is precisely what i want to avoid, its so ugly

i wouldn't mind javascript so much if it had a walrus operator

maybe this will go away but i still kinda fuck with being told “it’s all good man” by another guy
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reassurance kink >>>>>>
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i legit don’t understand what yinz are saying :>


i told you that last night i just thought it was a funny statement
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yknow those celebrity dating “i wonder what they talk about” and this is ours

no kasey, this isn’t “elevator music”. they call it emo plugg

what is microblogging for if not the anachronistic motte and bailey

ikr isn’t it awesome 🥺

mhm. (the “fascist” in my post is just inflammatory rhetorical abuse and not my actual opinion). i think it’s a clear case of motivated reason contributing to deficient political analysis
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i keep wanting to say things like “to me it’s not the most pertinent thing in the world necessarily but…” and catching myself because i basically do think these micrological things are some of the most politically significant, at least cumulatively

i think you’re right to point out the theological/political divide - the point in politics is not (in this context) about who is to blame. it’s not about purity of soul. it’s about acknowledging the micrological ways in which we are bound up in the world in order to combat it more effectively

hehe in my last apartment i thought i was clever by printing it out and hanging it on my wall as the only decoration
adorno, minima moralia 18 on my apartment wall

MM § 18 the GOAT
Refuge for the homeless. - The predicament of private life today is shown by its
arena. Dwelling, in the proper sense, is now impossible. The traditional residences we grew up in have grown intolerable: each trait of comfort in them is paid for with a betrayal of knowledge, each vestige of shelter with the musty pact of family interests. The functional modern habitations designed from a tabula rasa, are living-cases manufactured by experts for philistines, or factory sites that have strayed into the consumption sphere, devoid of all relation to the occupant: in them even the nostalgia for independent existence, defunct in any case, is sent packing.
Modern man wishes to sleep close to the ground like an animal, a German magazine decreed with prophetic masochism before Hitler, abolishing with the bed the threshold between waking and dreaming. The sleepless are on call at any hour, unresistingly ready for anything, alert and unconscious at once. Anyone seeking refuge in a genuine, but purchased, period-style house, embalms himself alive. The attempt to evade responsibility for one's residence by moving into a hotel or furnished rooms, makes the enforced conditions of emigration a wisely-chosen norm. The hardest hit, as everywhere, are those who have no choice. They live, if not in slums, in
bungalows that by tomorrow may be leaf-huts, trailers, cars, camps, or the open air. The house is past. The bombings of European cities, as well as the labour and concentration camps, merely proceed as executors, with what the immanent development of technology had long decided was to be the fate of houses. These are now good only to be thrown away like old food cans. The possibility of residence is annihilated by that of socialist society, which, once missed, saps the foundations of bourgeois life. No individual can resist this process. He need only take an interest in furniture design or interior decoration to find himself developing the arty-crafty sensibilities of the bibliophil…