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*unable to ask if you want to get food with me* do you have any plans for what happens if you get hungry?

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I'm neurotypical i just do all this stuff cause i want to

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very real, my last breakup was pretty bad, but the other person wasn't malicious. It just wasn't good for me, and she kept hurting me despite trying her best. At some point you just have to go.

“You may not be hurting me intentionally, but even then I have a right to walk out of this relationship” has revolutionized my concept on human connection for real. Like someone doesn’t have to be an awful person for me to walk out of something that’s making me uncomfortable?? I can still decide enough is enough in spite of a person’s best intentions??? Mind blown

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im getting astral plane war propaganda

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just remember, tense your shoulders, grit your teeth, take rapid shallow breaths and say to yourself ”oh shit, oh fuck, this is all my fault”

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‘May I have your name?’ I enquire.

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It rings hollow. It disgusts me. It is a lie, and there is nothing we detest more than lies.

But it proves that he is a fool. So I demand more.

‘May I have your assistance?’

‘Of course. Anything you want me to do.’

So his fate is sealed.

I ask him back to mine. To tidy up and arrange the place. To help in my work. Of course, he is inept at first. He was not raised to place flowers in vases, or use a broom, or organise a library.

So I make him adept. For each of his failures - each mote of dust out of place, every fallen petal in the garden, all the slight imperfections - I change him. He is the first thing to go. The mind follows shortly after, with the body trailing behind.

She is now hollower than ever, yet no longer hollow at all. She is adept, her porcelain fingers better at the housework than ever, her new shiny joints no longer complaining from long hours working in the garden, her unblinking eyes finding every little detail to correct and make proper.

Her new voice, light and musical, no longer elicits such disgust in me, for it cannot tell the same lies that the old voice, so coarse and grating, could.

After a certain amount of time, which I do not care to describe for time means little to us, she tells me this:

‘I’m happy, miss.’

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"passive egression" Rough anim loop

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Meeeeeeeeeeee printing strawberries at night

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I'm pretty sure you're describing the plot of "This is How You Lose the Time War"

Concept: Two individuals from separate warring hive mind intelligences that get cut off from their respective hives and wind up stranded together in an 'Enemy Mine' type situation. After attempting to murder each other, they forge a new connection to escape their isolation

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my vibe rn is kind of cyber-evangelical-apocalyptic-optimism

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suddenly remembered this poem as i was making breakfast this morning & frantically googled “poem remembered to buy eggs?????????” & somehow managed to find it & it utterly knocked the wind out of me just as much as when i first read it

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homer 2

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something I very much needed to read today

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on the count of 3 we are all going to wake up and it was just a bad dream are you ready