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"Kill them with kindness" WRONG. drop the opera house chandelier on them.

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i. probably the most wild thing - and this is true - was that she tried to break up with me using Chat-GPT.

ii. we hadn't ever seen eye-to-eye about this issue. i am flatly and annoyingly anti-bot. my entire thing is creativity and the empathy of the human spirit. communication should be about connection, not distortion through the lens of AI. otherwise: what is the fucking point.

iii. i am steadfastly loyal in all my personal relationships - to a genuine fault. that fault will become clear to both of us shortly. sometimes when you love someone, you give them the benefit of the doubt; even when you doubt that you benefit.

iv. however. i used to academically cheat a lot. i had all the sad-kid excuses you could possibly want - unsafe home, untreated severe ADHD, bullied at school. i skipped most of my classes, to the point that the truancy officer knew me personally. sometimes i stand on top of my own high-horse policy of why would you use AI? and then i see the hoofbeats i left behind me. didn't i copy homework? didn't i just sparknotes the reading? didn't i write multiple essays just using wiki as my main resource?

v. she started using AI for her job. admittedly it is a tedious, annoying job. the first steps, slippery-slope style, were uses of AI that seemed minimal - checking two documents for minor changes. reading over drafts for conciseness. the kind of thing that pushes but does not bend what "using AI" constitutes as.

vi. for the record; i stopped cheating in college. i instead became the kind of person that other people copied off of. once i'd moved out of the unsafe housing (and was free of bullies), i dedicated myself to my work with a passion my teachers called "honestly a bit much." but isn't it tempting, as an adult? why the hell should i write another cover letter for another position that's being read by AI?

vii. AI became the centerpiece of how she finished all of her writing, the way i had warned her about. the argument was pretty explosive. at that point i'd learned to be scared of her anyway - of ever having a different opinion. i tried to talk about how my own work has probably been skimmed. how it is destroying artists. i asked - how can you do this to the environment? after all - for years, she'd been vegan.

viii. there's no ethical consumption under capitalism anyway. and the world is falling apart. and everyone else does it. i keep hearing - it's here to stay, get used to it. and hell, maybe i'm that guy. sometimes i think of the panic people had when we invented GPS or tablets. how all the adults said it's going to make people stupid. maybe i am paranoid about the decline of civilization because every technological advance always does that to a generation.

ix. her job switched AI programs and she admitted to me that she couldn't really do it anymore. the new AI wasn't trained, wasn't as comprehensive. and she couldn't return to something she'd been doing for five uninterrupted years; that it was like relearning a language that used to be her mother tongue.

x. i don't know exactly when she started using Chat as her therapist. when exactly she started feeding Chat information about me. when she started answering my text messages with the famous unspaced-dash. i have my suspicions. i would have never known for certain, except that one night she opened her laptop to play a movie - and there it was. her chat prompt about me, and our relationship, and how we needed to break up. she said you weren't supposed to see that. i sat there and thought i am going to get dumped by a robot.

xi. the irony of it. i am a poet. before you ask - her final message to me had a "particular" structure to it. i still have no idea who said it. but then again: is there ever really a gap between master and puppet?

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We should start a tradition of giving people melons when we visit their house for the first time. You ring the doorbell and present your cantaloupe or whatever and say “Melon!” and they let you enter.

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shaking myself (very gently) . being in pain takes a lot of energy!!!!!! being in pain is exhausting!!!!!!! you are not lazy or weak because you need to spend so much time resting, this is your body coping with how much pain you’re in literally 24/7!!!!!!!!!

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(stumbling out of the document covered in blood) ok i wrote 100 words

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Do you like Quill Kipps? Do you want to peer pressure your favorite Lockwood and Co fic authors into writing about our favorite ginger disaster man? Then get ready for Quill Kipps Appreciation Weekend today!

That's right, I'm officially bringing back Quill Kipps Appreciation Weekend (hereafter referred to as QKAW) from September 19-22. The lovely @menina89 created the original weekend last year, and has given her blessing for me to continue it.

I've made a collection on ao3, which you can find here. It's open, but moderated just in case of any spam. Works will be approved quickly! All that matters is that you write some Kipps goodness for QKAW.

A prompt list will be rb'd on this post tomorrow or Friday, but it's purely optional whether or not you use one of the prompts. The fabulous @dangerously-human had the excellent idea that I should offer a prompt list for those who want to participate, but might not know where to start. I've already put her to work coming up with some. If you use one of her prompts, one year gets knocked off of her sentence in Prompt Prison xD

I hope many of you participate! I'm very excited to see what everyone comes up with to honor the one and only Quill Kipps!

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hey so anyone else just, feel thin. sort of stretched. like butter scraped over too much bread. like you need a holiday. a very long holiday. and you don't expect you shall return? or is that just me and bilbo baggins

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i went to "mad at me" island expecting to find people i knew, something i understood. but when my boat landed, standing upon the shore were a million empty husks wearing my own face. every foot of the island was occupied, and everywhere i went, they watched me with contempt. they never spoke, never breathed. they simply watched. no matter how i grovelled and begged, snarled and cursed, tried to hide or kicked and hit, they simply stared. the hatred in their gaze was inescapable, but i could hardly return it, knowing that their doomed existence was of my own creation. knowing that the hatred was nobody's but my own. in the end i just wept, unable to stand the relentless gaze of my own infinite glare.

the guy who i accidentally cut off in traffic last week was there also

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girl you are killing it! girl i think it's dead! girl you can stop STABBING

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lockwood & cast and their favourite british television series

lucy: skins (2007)

lockwood: the royals (2015)

george: doctor who (2006)

holly: the great british baking show (2010)

quill: love island uk (2015)

kat: downton abbey (2010)

bobby: call the midwife (2012)

ned: midsomer murders (1997)

skull: big brother (2000)

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Can i say something problematique for terminally online millenials and people born after that point: I think the seeming lack of ability or willingness to call one another and chat on the phone with friends unprompted or out of the blue contributes to whatever hellish loneliness everyone is talking about feeling these days. Say what you want about boomers and old people but those guys mostly knew how to keep in touch with each other. Idk man call a bitch today

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welcome to the Murdersex zine, a zine celebrating all things sex and murder. but um. we don't want to romanticize it or anything so don't make your submissions too murdersexy. we will do extensive background checks on all applicants and if we decide a past work of yours has too much sexy murder we'll have to remove you, sorry. we have limits, you know, we want a tasteful gory spread you could put on your coffee table, and having the Wrong people in it would kill the vibe (and we condemn all killing! wholeheartedly!)

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So I got that new cold everyone’s talking about. Every time I get sick it pisses me off that we don’t do the east asian thing where you wear a surgical mask when you’re sick in public. It seems like an unambiguously superior method – you get sick less, you’re less of a burden to others when sick in public, and you have an excuse to cover your face when you have weird blemishes and stuff! But it’s not something you can just decide to do; it has to be normalized by the government or something. I wonder how they managed to pull it off and if we can do the same.

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'On the Open Sea', 1921

Woodcut from La Petit Histoire Bretonne

Artist : Rene Quillivic

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on being yourself

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