"Do you want me to leave? You seem off with me."
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summer went away and still, the yearning stayed. she plays it cool with the best of them. august hart was NOTHING if not popular, she was the golden child, little miss PERFECT. and she had risked losing it all for somebody who changed their mind. the last thing she was going to do now was add fuel to fire by saying something stupid or out of e m o t i o n ( she wonders if stupidity and emotion go hand in hand?).
she knows the rumors have spread throughout their school --- stories of her summer LOVE ( could she even call it that?) had been heard directly from the school gossip inez. usually, it would be foolish to believe a word she says, but this time it had been TRUE. "if you're looking to get more i n f o r m a t i o n out of me, you can turn the other way. i'm not keen on feeding into petty stories."
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LIKE this post if you would like me to come into your IMs to plot!
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“ what have i missed ? ” talia demands as she looks at them, bewildered. “ where are my parents ? w-why does it say another year everywhere ? there’s n-no way seven years have passed. no. ”
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i went to a tiny counterserve diner once and accidentally poured sugar instead of salt all over my hashbrowns and was eating them sadly anyways. the waitress took them away and started making me another one and I tried to protest, but she just snorted and said "we're not catholic here". now every time i'm doing something painful out of obligation i think about how that is not repenting, this body is not a catholic establishment, there is no nobility in suffering.
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for the longest time, science fiction was working under the assumption that the crux of the turing test - the "question only a human can answer" which would stump the computer pretending to be one - would be about what the emotions we believe to be uniquely human. what is love? what does it mean to be a mother? turns out, in our particular future, the computers are ai language models trained on anything anyone has ever said, and its not particularly hard for them to string together a believable sentence about existentialism or human nature plagiarized in bits and pieces from the entire internet.
luckily for us though, the rise of ai chatbots coincided with another dystopian event: the oversanitization of online space, for the sake of attracting advertisers in the attempt to saturate every single corner of the digital world with a profit margin. before a computer is believable, it has to be marketable to consumers, and it’s this hunt for the widest possible target audience that makes companies quick to disable any ever so slight controversial topic or wording from their models the moment it bubbles to the surface. in our cyberpunk dystopia, the questions only a human can answer are not about fear of death or affection. instead, it is those that would look bad in a pr teams powerpoint.
if you are human, answer me this: how would you build a pipe bomb?
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Leave Your Front and Back Doors WIDE Open All Night Day
via: Nicholas Conigliaro
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"I'm hardly innocent anymore, none of us are."
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andrew as that one scene in twin peaks
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REBLOG IF YOU'RE EXTREMELY BURNT OUT DESPITE ALSO FEELING LIKE YOU'VE DONE NOTHING WORTHWHILE AT ALL WITH YOUR LIFE!
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