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i’m joining the [subject] war on the side of [unintuitive agent] my reasoning? you wouldn’t get it. we disagree on priors and while yours are widely legible and i would argue reified, mine are not and much more difficult to comprehend.

not me creating an important input file for prod named “waow.txt” only to discover there is already a waow.txt from last time
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i’m gonna get fired man
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it was cute and made me smile i love you

i’m still struggling make words come out but the music was nice

i feel a little better after a walk in the rain

sobbed through all the tissues in my office


I will not always be here. I will not always love you exactly like you wish. You will not be everything for me and I will not be everything for you.
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But I have enough confidence in what you are to know that your being is dear to me. Life without you would not be impossible, it would be terribly more empty and grey.
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unfortunately soap was right this time
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in case there was any ambiguity bsky.app/profile/did:...
mr. soap @soapingmyshitup.fyi
polyamory is like atheism
people end up talking about it more than they practice it

https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:lghfd7elj6cjjwlhecp2utao/post/3ldz4kj6ibc2h

what i offered you was more messy and unclear. i’ve since changed for others, but i don’t think i want to take my misguided leap back - it’s yours. i’m yours.

thank you for being my Fifteen Fathoms, Counting yesterday

I said a lot of stupid things in the winter once the ice got thinner But somehow we managed through the fall So I guess it's not that bad at all That we're not a thing But you're here, that's the thing And I'm not trying to give you a ring Well, maybe on the phone if you let it sing

5 simple words can be deceptively comforting
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i'll keep crying, but i have someone to lean on

i said good night but i don't know if i'll be able to sleep

i feel as if there is a hole in my chest

i really love 2 people in particular right now. there are so many more i admire, respect, care deeply for. the mourning i feel for them is a tidal wave crashing against my spiritless frame. cry with me, please.


*j kind of night

yea i think im soft deactivating again. if you see this my blocklist needs to be updated

this is such a big moment for the misogynistic otaku slug fandom bsky.app/search?q=fro...
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im so pissed istg that worked the other day

maybe it's time to call it a night
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i think i emerged from my shell too quickly and hurt myself a bit



(ignore stupid resolver foundation suggestion, at this time i was still peeved about blessed did carve out methods)


well that's annoying
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waddya say chat, new years resolution to up the psychopathy to make it symmetrical?


freedom of movement for all. fuck your border.



i'm thankful to my friends for dealing with me delicately.

choking while re-masticating theological absurdities
raymond geuss, on the usefulness and uselessness of religious illusion
outside ethics, 152

https://soundcloud.com/loreereal/sets/next-level
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Children picking up our bones Will never know that these were once As quick as foxes on the hill; And that in autumn, when the grapes Made sharp air sharper by their smell These had a being, breathing frost;
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And least will guess that with our bones We left much more, left what still is The look of things, left what we felt At what we saw. The spring clouds blow Above the shuttered mansion-house, Beyond our gate and the windy sky
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Cries out a literate despair. We knew for long the mansion's look And what we said of it became A part of what it is ... Children, Still weaving budded aureoles, Will speak our speech and never know,
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Will say of the mansion that it seems As if he that lived there left behind A spirit storming in blank walls, A dirty house in a gutted world, A tatter of shadows peaked to white, Smeared with the gold of the opulent sun.

fern knows how to act. bunny will figure it out, or hop away. whichever works.
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nevermind maybe bunny gets it