Your followers are ghosts. Your big number means nothing.
Any art you're posting is being fed directly to Grok.
It throttles outgoing links to the point of uselessness.
You mere presence empowers one of the worst men alive.
Like, seriously: why are you still there? Where is the line?
Twitter. Is. Dead.
It’s “x” now. It’s not the place we all loved to hang out, anymore. It was killed and now Nazis are infesting the corpse. Leave it.
The thousands of followers who insist you stay there are actively hurting you at this point. You deserve a better audience who understands your rights and concerns. The sooner you rebuild, the easier it gets.
Your followers are ghosts. Your big number means nothing.
Any art you're posting is being fed directly to Grok.
It throttles outgoing links to the point of uselessness.
You mere presence empowers one of the worst men alive.
Like, seriously: why are you still there? Where is the line?
去年日本にいたとき、習った漢字のほとんどを忘れてしまったことに気づいて困りました
去年日本にいたとき、習った漢字のほとんどを忘れてしまったことに気づいて困りました
(this is for Canadian citizens only)
(this is for Canadian citizens only)
Happy Halloween, you filthy animals
Happy Halloween, you filthy animals
@foxykin.bsky.social @mir.pizza @roadrashraptor.bsky.social
@foxykin.bsky.social @mir.pizza @roadrashraptor.bsky.social