side note. im just upset now about how it feels like my work is no longer belonging to me. I dont get to choose what it is put into. it is now a comodity for whoever believes that they have a right to my work.
When I work in an art-based industry, what I produce will not be my own. It will be owned by another company who hired me. I could spend hours on it and pour my life force into what I create, but it could be held by the company and not released or released and removed from my ownership.
Now tumblr is the same. now every website is the same. You never have control of what you post forever. You never get to choose what happens to your online work. But now I know that what I post will go directly into the content meatgrinder that is AI technology. I will not get to choose this. I will not get to own my work any more. Even if I opt out, even if thousands of users opt out, not everybody will. Not everybody will know. Not everybody will want to. Not everybody will be bothered.
Theres a difference between individuals reposting my work onto pinterest and an entire blog being fed into AI. Theres a difference between a single human feeding artwork that isnt theirs into AI and an automatic process in which my data, my artwork, my life is being fed into AI. I will never own my own work again unless I keep it directly next to me and never share it.
Im debating pulling all of my work from this website.
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I'm going to the fish store today after a dr appointment. I'm picking things up for a client. Not for my new tank. I don't need anything for the new tank. the new tank will be stocked with shrimp and nothing else untill the actual tank can be built and established in the new apartment. this tank is to be used as a hospital and quarantine tank only. i don't need anything for it.
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Staying in the small rivertown this week, I didn't have other pets in the city to drive to, then someone asked me this week. Starting Wednesday to next Wednesday. I didn't 'want to miss that so I am driving 30 miles here and back to go to 1 pet. But I do get to visit home as well.for me it's a lot of driving and a lot of time but at least I can listen to youtubers on the way
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did someone say bsf jj 😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫 he would be the biggest perv ever i’m kicking my hair and twirling my feet
yes he would. deep down we all know he’s totally filthy.
he lovessssss boat days with you, watching you flounce around in your little bikinis, tits bouncing and ass jiggling. you’d lay out on the front of the boat, soft skin shining in the sun. jj would stare at you, pretending to fish but really just admiring your soft curves and pretty face.
he fed gets off on teaching you things, obsessed with the fact that you rely on him. he teaches you how to fish, arms wrapped around you from behind, pressing his crotch into your plush ass.
you’re none the wiser, smiling and giggling at him, happy to learn something new.
it’s not totally his fault either, you make it pretty hard on him. with your wet kisses to his cheek, insisting on sitting in his lap in the twinkie, snuggling up to him by the fire. you were basically torturing him.
so what if he jerked off to the thought of your plump tits smushed against his side? it’s not like it was hurting anyone.
and when he finally convinced you to fuck? you two went at it like rabbits. jj’s been holding in this tension for months. he’d be pounding you in a mating press 4 times a day.
you loved your little arrangement, great sex with your hot best friend, and nothing would ever change.
“jayj….” you cry out, continuing to bounce up and down on his cock. your pussy was making the most obscene sounds, spurring jj on as he focused on the way your tits jiggled as you rode.
“oh i know, babydoll” his hands fell on your waist, holding you up to begin his thrusting. he fucked up into you, relishing in your breathy whines as you met your high.
he spit out his shirt he was biting him his mouth, “don’t know why we didn’t do this sooner, could fuck this pussy allll day”
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