this is a haiku
they don't have to rhyme, karen
jesus fucking christ

got covid, watched content

showed my grandma how to write love poems for her boyfriend using chatgpt. hours later she texts: “those poems sent him into orbit!”

get it, grandma 🚀

emojo: emoji, singular

Apple’s already shipped AR: (A)i(R)pods max

nike vaporflys consistenty shave at least 30s off my pace with no noticeable increase in effort.

dark magic.