Ai Does Not Belong In Creative Spaces. Period.

cunty mf

i tried drawing my oc as a goth but he just ended up looking like a cunty shadow the hedgehog lmao

Bones, a poem about dysphoria

i wrote this back in 10th grade i’m literally sobbing

cunty ahh

honestly one of my worst fears is one of my future books becoming popular on booktok. that’s how i’ll know i’ve failed as an author/hj

the fact that some of y’all saw the term “purity culture” and decided to apply it to FANDOM DISCOURSE to defend proshipping is DISGUSTING. i’m not even talking about the proshipping part, idrc abt that rn i’m specifically talking about the way you idiots are misusing a term that has LEAD TO PEOPLE DYING IRL because you couldn’t be bothered to google it before using it. do better.

Write it shitty, write it scared, write it without a clue but don't you be so spineless and have an AI write fanfic for you.

Ants

i was doing edibles outside in the rain this morning, and i accidentally dropped one onto the ground.

since i was already high, i kinda just… stared at it. i didn’t even bother to pick it back up. 

the rain hit the exposed surface of it in an almost melodic manner. i watched as it got more and more soaked. 

eventually, the rain stopped, and i was still staring at the fallen edible. 

a little ant crawled over to it, and broke off a piece. then, it left, presumably to bring it back to its colony. 

i wondered if ants could process drugs in the same way humans do. i doubted it, but i gave it some thought.

what if the ant brought the piece of the edible back to its colony, and they all got super high? what if they became enlightened??

that happened to a friend of mine, once. 

Avery Bourne. we met back in high school. he was the guy who got me into this stuff in the first place. 

one day, we were sitting at his place eating the edibles he had made, like normal. but then, all of a sudden, he began to scream.

he said he had seen god. 

he had seen god, and god had seen him, too. he said god had talked to him, in a language he could no longer comprehend. 

Avery said… he said we were all just bugs. just bugs compared to what’s truly out there. 

he ran away that night. i never saw him again.

i look back down to the edible on the ground, and i see a bunch of ants, just standing there.

looking at me. 

…maybe i should quit for good.