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5 days agoStone Ocean as prophecy
Quai [they/them]
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Cake day: November 30th, 2024
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17·8 days agoIn my head, Boy-Moders and Boy-Modders are rival gamgs
12·29 days agoLove this song! Purity Ring did a sick cover a while back:
10·1 month ago
Let’s go downtown and watch the modern kids
Let’s go downtown and talk to the modern kids
They will eat right out of your hand
Using great big words that they don’t understand They singing
Rococo, rococo, rococo, rococo Rococo, rococo, rococo, rococo
They build it up just to burn it back down
They build it up just to burn it back down
The wind is blowing all the ashes around
Oh my dear god what is that horrible song they’re singing
Rococo, rococo, rococo, rococo Rococo, rococo, rococo, rococo
Yes. Every time I’ve gone to the barber since donating my locks, I hold up a picture of Yanis Varoufakis for reference
That rings true for my experience in corporate/medical media over a decade ago before swearing it off. It was dehumanizing then and I can imagine it’s worse now with consumer expectations poisoned by AI.
Scope of work or bust, never take spec work without upfront pay
cw: lyrics
Just cause you a rich rapper don’t really mean shit / come to your crib and clear that whole bitch out / And then blow the swish out, my mouth put the stick out / can’t be high and robbing pussies with my dick out
Can’t even steal jokes properly
“Look, mummy! The Easter Goldfish left a Lincoln Log in me sock-drawer! That’s th’ story of Jesus.”
0·3 months agoShe went to Yale, why do I know this
Ah, this explains that odd fourth wall break in “JCVD” where he does some confessional sobbing
This description has unlocked the mental image of the cells from the teen blood tirelessly attempting to escape Thiel’s body, a la the souls trapped in the Philosophers Stones/Homunculi in FMA.