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i dunno, man. i don't want to be here.

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look what perspective does to my boobs

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i am running on the modest platform that somebody should rub my feet

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i look like this

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fun fact about me: i now have permanent scarring on my lip from electrolysis and i want to kill myself. oh thats two. now u owe me one.

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i have made a resolution not to sui-post again until I have actually done it

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kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself

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ok, there's no way around it; I need to fucking die

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lets check in to see what Scott Aaronson is saying about this-- just kidding, it would be upsetting just to see he's still fucking alive

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i think i should kill myself

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do u think the subway tracks are live rn

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i dunno man. whats the fuxking point.

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i need help again

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i made this account to post lewds lmao

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might fuck aroumd and go somewhere that i have to pay money to be and which exclusively stocks downers

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i am not interested in your help if you are just going to be text

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these people on this website are LLMs

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is there even anyone else on earth

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might fuck around and be so suffocatingly lonely that i want to kill myself

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can't go out. i am rolodexing thru every single time anyone was even minutely rude to me.

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something u might not know abojt me: i don't have a penis

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i simply NEEED to be so hot that some weird, tenderqueer incel invents stories about why im not fucking him--(receving intel thru my earpiece (from myself)) hmm

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i am normal about the wrinkles forming

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I'm normal again

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gosh i can't wait to see my friends[' same little circular profile pics] again

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HER says I've got 100+ likes waiting for me. so i got that going for me.

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social media provides connection in the same sense that tantalus was provided water

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mailing our toenails back and forth. yes!! what wonders of personal connection the moderb era has brought.

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pictures are dead things caught in amber. text is clay pots. whats strewn about in online venues are skin cells that flaked off, and we pretend they are each other.

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i think what would truly make me happy is coming online to 400 notifications. yeah. that would do it.

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"so get offline" there is nowhere to go. the door of my room abuts a sheer cliff face.

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everything written into this space is a dead leaf, pressed in a book. inorganic. this is not a place inhabited by living organisms.

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online is better than reality because you can hit a button that sends a little blue 1 to someone which reminds them what ur username is

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this is a monument to isolation. record of despair. gonna need some lone and level sands in here.

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this is like speaking to diane into the recorder, but more pathetic, because i don't evem realize tjat it is so

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god i lkve this site. access a thin & insusbtantive veneer of group belonging, friend-having, out-hanging, completely on demand. it doesn't matter that your words hit naught but void. it doesn't matter they're opposite an impermeable membrane. it doesn't matter. they're chuckling, just out of frame.

i dunno, man. i don't want to be here.

look what perspective does to my boobs

i am running on the modest platform that somebody should rub my feet

i look like this

fun fact about me: i now have permanent scarring on my lip from electrolysis and i want to kill myself. oh thats two. now u owe me one.

i have made a resolution not to sui-post again until I have actually done it

kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself kill myself

ok, there's no way around it; I need to fucking die

lets check in to see what Scott Aaronson is saying about this-- just kidding, it would be upsetting just to see he's still fucking alive

i think i should kill myself

do u think the subway tracks are live rn

i dunno man. whats the fuxking point.

i need help again

i made this account to post lewds lmao

might fuck aroumd and go somewhere that i have to pay money to be and which exclusively stocks downers

i am not interested in your help if you are just going to be text

these people on this website are LLMs

is there even anyone else on earth

might fuck around and be so suffocatingly lonely that i want to kill myself

can't go out. i am rolodexing thru every single time anyone was even minutely rude to me.

something u might not know abojt me: i don't have a penis

i simply NEEED to be so hot that some weird, tenderqueer incel invents stories about why im not fucking him--(receving intel thru my earpiece (from myself)) hmm

i am normal about the wrinkles forming

I'm normal again

gosh i can't wait to see my friends[' same little circular profile pics] again

HER says I've got 100+ likes waiting for me. so i got that going for me.

social media provides connection in the same sense that tantalus was provided water

mailing our toenails back and forth. yes!! what wonders of personal connection the moderb era has brought.

pictures are dead things caught in amber. text is clay pots. whats strewn about in online venues are skin cells that flaked off, and we pretend they are each other.

i think what would truly make me happy is coming online to 400 notifications. yeah. that would do it.

"so get offline" there is nowhere to go. the door of my room abuts a sheer cliff face.

everything written into this space is a dead leaf, pressed in a book. inorganic. this is not a place inhabited by living organisms.

online is better than reality because you can hit a button that sends a little blue 1 to someone which reminds them what ur username is

this is a monument to isolation. record of despair. gonna need some lone and level sands in here.

this is like speaking to diane into the recorder, but more pathetic, because i don't evem realize tjat it is so

god i lkve this site. access a thin & insusbtantive veneer of group belonging, friend-having, out-hanging, completely on demand. it doesn't matter that your words hit naught but void. it doesn't matter they're opposite an impermeable membrane. it doesn't matter. they're chuckling, just out of frame.

having a very difficult time

i think i have mental illness idk