▫ 🏳️🌈 sapphic ⚢ insurgent 🏳️🌈
▫ 100% That Bitch (from Vault 101)
▫ she/her ▫ lesbian ▫ tin•da•zaz•chek
And they'll let you come inside.
But every once in a while she looks up at me instead with her blue, tear-glistened eyes, like "Auntie, why did you DO that??"
But every once in a while she looks up at me instead with her blue, tear-glistened eyes, like "Auntie, why did you DO that??"
A song about punching Nazis.
A song about punching Nazis.
Who's scoffing now?? Me!
Who's scoffing now?? Me!
🥇 "shit" (13 times)
🥈 "damn" (7 times)
🥉 "fucking" (6 times)
I saw all the signs but
Somehow never learned,
Withdrawing every one
Of my 'precious' words.
As if a punishment
Would make it clear the
Days and nights we spent
Meant everything to me
Gets real complex when you change the view
From a single orb's arresting skies
To the triple crown of three sister moons.
Cannot see the end of this
The long good night's a vast expanse
I'm a sailor called Distress
Adrift, would float thru loneliness
I saw all the signs but
Somehow never learned,
Withdrawing every one
Of my 'precious' words.
As if a punishment
Would make it clear the
Days and nights we spent
Meant everything to me
Gets real complex when you change the view
From a single orb's arresting skies
To the triple crown of three sister moons.
Cannot see the end of this
The long good night's a vast expanse
I'm a sailor called Distress
Adrift, would float thru loneliness
Someone always broke,
Eschewing the truth was
The easier stroke.
And in the basement dwells
A record of wrongs
Discarded, shucked shells
Of half-written love songs
I saw all the signs but
Somehow never learned,
Withdrawing every one
Of my 'precious' words.
As if a punishment
Would make it clear the
Days and nights we spent
Meant everything to me
Gets real complex when you change the view
From a single orb's arresting skies
To the triple crown of three sister moons.
Cannot see the end of this
The long good night's a vast expanse
I'm a sailor called Distress
Adrift, would float thru loneliness
Someone always broke,
Eschewing the truth was
The easier stroke.
And in the basement dwells
A record of wrongs
Discarded, shucked shells
Of half-written love songs
Gets real complex when you change the view
From a single orb's arresting skies
To the triple crown of three sister moons.
Cannot see the end of this
The long good night's a vast expanse
I'm a sailor called Distress
Adrift, would float thru loneliness
Someone always broke,
Eschewing the truth was
The easier stroke.
And in the basement dwells
A record of wrongs
Discarded, shucked shells
Of half-written love songs
Someone always broke,
Eschewing the truth was
The easier stroke.
And in the basement dwells
A record of wrongs
Discarded, shucked shells
Of half-written love songs
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Corporations using dead people to steal work from living humans? That's a much stronger stance. Lead with that.
Corporations using dead people to steal work from living humans? That's a much stronger stance. Lead with that.
What a fucking loser.
What a fucking loser.
Is it because they rely on other companies having tested their ingredients on animals or humans in the past?
Is it because they rely on other companies having tested their ingredients on animals or humans in the past?
cabinet: yes mr president, sir, birds go very fast.
trump: why don’t we use birds to pull airplanes? no one knows. maybe I’m the first person to think of it.
cabinet: sir, mr president, sir, you are the smartest person in the world.
trump: I believe it’s pronounced “worlm”
cabinet: yes mr president, sir, birds go very fast.
trump: why don’t we use birds to pull airplanes? no one knows. maybe I’m the first person to think of it.
cabinet: sir, mr president, sir, you are the smartest person in the world.
trump: I believe it’s pronounced “worlm”
This has always been the larger, more nefarious intent of all those men building generative AI models.
This has always been the larger, more nefarious intent of all those men building generative AI models.
Spoiler: On a scale of 1 to 8, AI is an 8
Spoiler: On a scale of 1 to 8, AI is an 8