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There are worse tools out there tbh
God gives it's toughest love sickness to it's biggest yearners.
Neurodivergent terrorist dad please.
My room stinks of cigarette smoke.
Been like that these past years, nothing says I can't keep the machine running fore-
*Gets hit with burnout*
I have felt like this with a lot of places, balancing "Internet Life" and friendships with occupations and real life shit is kinda hard considering the shitshow in and out of the screens.
Everything is filled with AI-slop, hatred in every corner and a concerning amount of apathy.
Mario & Luigi talk about CBT
And if you have a lot of free time (and masochism and self-hatred) you could try writing everything in LaTex.
www.youtube.com/playlist?lis...
www.youtube.com/playlist?lis...
Any of these, alternatively analysis.
The feeling goes away after a good dose of math and substance abuse.
GitHub is no longer independent at Microsoft, as CEO Thomas Dohmke resigns. GitHub is now moving to Microsoft's AI engineering team, CoreAI, with a new structure for GitHub's leadership team. Details 👇 www.theverge.com/news/757461/...
A picture showing 2 spots in sand that go from dark to light using various shells and rocks.
A picture showing 2 spots in sand that go from dark to light using various shells and rocks.
A picture showing a spot in sand that go from dark to light using various shells and rocks.
A picture showing a spot in sand that go from dark to light using various shells and rocks.
“I need to use AI bc idk how to do art”
I just spent three hours on a beach practicing tone shifting with shells and rocks I dug out of the sand around me and some charcoal I found from a campfire. Put some effort into it.
technical support
Background paintings by Sue Mondt for Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends (2004–2009), created by Craig McCracken, Cartoon Network Studios
more 2kkies
Back cover synopsis reads: At first it sounded like another bat had found its way into the attic, but when Rachel heard what sounded like a centuries-old man struggling to fold himself in half, she. knew something was wrong. She softly ascended the stairs and peeked inside the dusty room to see... DRACULA TRYING TO SUCK HIS OWN DICK The Prince of Darkness was on the ground with his pants around his ankles, defiantly stretching his body to an impossible position only achievable by the undead. He flicked his tongue like a snake until his mouth reached his ghoulish member - that's when he started going crazy on his cursed crotch. 'Oh hell no, Rachel whispered as the sounds of suck were so evil that it melted the paint off a painting of a smiling clown. CANT THIS GUY DO THIS AT HIS HOUSE? But what was Rachel going to do about it? He's freaking Dracula - better he suck his own dick than her blood if that's what he's after. So she went back downstairs and pretended this never happened, until it happened" again... and again. Now once a week Dracula drops in her attic and blows himself insane style for forty-five minutes to an hour. I VANT TO SUCK MY OWN COCK Dracula is undead, so he produces no cum. His foul efforts of obscene self pleasure yield nothing more than a marathon edging that would drive any mortal insane, which is exactly what it's doing to Rachel. Moving out was not an option. If she wants Dracula gone she'll have to drive a stake through his back while the freak has his own penis in his mouth.
I love Undertale, helped to make me the weird kid in school.
Really loved that era.
Someone on Twitter posted a color chart for how to combine different shirts and pants.
You should never follow any of these color charts. They are all stupid.
I'll show you why. 🧵
Vinny visits the Rock of Jibraltar Mike
Cute.
Huh, that's neat.
Did you get infected by the Uma-virus too?
Gerards from a while back #mcr
gimp for wii son or photoshop for ps3 daughter
Game: GIMP for Wii
Console: Nintendo Wii
Created by: polar_voado
Uploaded on: August 23rd, 2007
The look of the summer? Luke's gay little poncho
(Source: tinyurl.com/3xj9xn8x)
nothing brings me pleasure anymore
This is what happens to me daily.
