k but if ever there was a time to narc, someone should be over here asking questions

i thought about rebuilding a relationship with my dad ONE TIME

this is bluesky this is all trolls need

Imagine a world where people were, for a moment, unhorny.

What if I told you there was an app that could bring people to a post-coital mental state where they were eager to drive a stake through the commodification of desire?

We just need a better grindr and more widespread adoption.

Ten hours, depending on the scale

YIMBYs incoming

5/4̸̛̛̖͉́̉͒̎̑̒̈͊̊̆̏̐̈́̎̏̈́̈́̓̒͐͛̈́̚͘͝/̷̢̧̡̡͓̥̳̭̰̩̼̝̭̜̿̃̽̇͐à̸̬̠͇̣̘̰̘̃͋̓͊r̸̠͙͉̝̦̜̈́̈́̇͑́̓́̐̒̍̆̽͗̃̂̃̋̽̀̊͑̊̉̍̚͜͠͝c̴̢̨̛̲̭̻̲̯̦̦̱̲̹͈̼̫̙͈̄̌̈͛͂͒̾͊̍̓̎́̓̏̇͋̅͋́̿̿̏̕͠͝͝a̷̡̧̢̻̱̠̺͍̮̹̖̰̞̖͎̩͇̝͖̙̫͇̲̗̼̾̽̎̀͋̎̈́̃̅́̾͋̀͆͗̉͗̐̋͊͘̚͠͝ͅͅḑ̵̢̟̙̠̙̳̭̓̍͆͋̓̄͑̓̒͗̀̍̅͌̕͝i̶͉̙͈͙͓̞̘͕̫̽͐́͒̅̄͌̊̉̓͌͗̅̈́̀̾͋͒̈̂̈̌͋̚͠͝ͅa̸̧̤̮̻͖͎͙̰͚͓̱͙̗̠̺̜̞͍̟͊̈́́̑̍̓̈́̐̚͝ After a full cycle of the moon, the authorities have finally taken notice.

4/..?? Two weeks ago, the red velvet and gold-gilt chair reappeared outside the colorless abandoned glassworks. Just sitting there all innocent, but with more ominous lighting.

3/4 Until it disappeared and took all the color with it.

Just a new owner, a banal metaphor for art?

Exactly a month ago, an ancient gold gilt and red velvet chair appeared outside the abandoned glassworks. This was whimsical.

And definitely not a fae trap. 🧵

New service new me