

They make me wish there was such a thing as hell
Planning optimizing and glitching my way dowm the highway to hell.
Pro tip: there’s a great wall you almost can’t avoid clipping through in liberalism–gets you most of the way there.
Pronouns: I/me/my–please don’t refer to me.
Irony poisoned enough to give you cancer from 300 feet away.
They make me wish there was such a thing as hell
I’m trying to get into the mind of, like, a Facebook user.
Maybe we shouldn’t have billionaires.
Yes but then what corporate master can I beg to and be met with silence when they eventually fuck me? Corporations fucking me is kind of my entire sexuality. How will it enshittify? I’m sorry but this all seems too much for me.
I’m noticing what’s not on that list. Wonderful.
No but see that’s not corporate and you have to choose a server when you sign up which is haaaaaaard!
So the superset that includes vibe coders?
Right! I just had a little oopsie while looking at my phone wondering if I should text that cutie who gave me their number at the bar–don’t get too upset about all the blood and body parts. I’ll clean those off my car tomorrow.
Excuse me–i think they’re called car accidents and you just hate freedom.
Literally every billionaire. The slop rots your brain. All modern ux is an attack.
But it won’t be properly hell without zios there.