I don't like AI. Sure, it can do things instantly when a human would take months to do it. But that's not the point of art. Art is to express your creativity and thought process. AI strips all that away. Why would I want to look at a painting that was made in two seconds and looks off when I could marvel at one that looks ethereal and I know took the artist weeks of missing sleep and doubting and smeared colours on a canvas? Why would I want to read a flat book with over exaggerated things when I can read one that had wondering walks in a park behind it. That had hours of sitting in a beanbag thinking of another word for "say" because you used it thrice in the last two paragraphs already, that had early morning at IHOP shoveling pancakes into your mouth scribbling an idea onto a slightly dirty napkin only to realize that the idea's already been written before?
AI strips away the soul and heart that makes a piece if work so awe-inspiring. It's dead. Hollow. Utterly useless and undeserving of being compared to the likes of artists everywhere.
Over time, I’ve found out that if and when two boys, who are almost complete opposites, start calling each other by their last name, it means that they are in love.
I'm trying to prove something.
I saw this picture the other day. I’m not sure where it came from, but it’s pretty funny.
Just imagine the print on an apron.
Adam is just your average suburban dad, except in hell. He wears white new balances and grills on a charcoal grill while wearing an apron that says something stupid on it
Let's make a contest. Leave in the replies what Adam's apron would say. Funniest answer gets uuhhhhh, their apron drawn LMAO
You know the “man vs bear” debate going on right now where men ask women if they would rather be stuck in the woods with a random guy or a bear? I would honestly choose the bear. It’s not like I hate men or anything, but…the bear’s going to be in the forest anyways. That’s kinda where they live. I’d rather be in a forest with a bear that’s going to be there anyways than with a random dude that’ll just be kinda annoying. Not to mention, living in a forest by myself and hunting animals literally sounds like something out of a sick fantasy book and would be my dream. (Though I could probably never accomplish that due to my fear of bugs).
I feel so bad for not writing anything. It's not like I have writers block - there are a surplus of ideas in my head. I just can't put them to paper. My depression has just made it so it's hard for me to start writing, and once I do, I don't have any energy left over to actually write. And then I see posts saying, "If you want more fan-fiction, make it yourself". Like, I'M TRYING. I just can't right now. Or maybe even ever. Who knows? I sure as hell don't.
May I humbly and respectfully propose an alternative:
Secret Panel HERE 😐 tapas.io/episode/363848
HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!
To all the lesbians, gays, trans, bi’s, the aros, the aces, and to all those who are still figuring it out, (and anything I didn’t include) I hope that you take advantage of this month where we grow 90% stronger (99% if with other members or allies) and live your best pride life and reject the homophobes. Remember that if you think no one else loves you, that I do (platonically) and I’m sure that there are many other individuals who do.
Be safe and remember that no one can tell you who you are and what you like. Now go on and live your best Pride Life!
I was watching Apology Tour, and…
I’ve spotted Beetlejuice, aka Alex Brightman, aka the voice for Fizz in Helluva Boss (and multiple characters in Hazbin Hotel).
My parents say they're supportive of me and the queer community, but they seem against it at every turn. They hate on people who support queer folk-call them faggots, weirdos, unnatural, violent, etc. If any media shows representation of a queer person, it's called "pushing" and "unnatural" and "why can't they just show something normal that people actually WANT to see". If my cousin who's a toddler is dressed up in some sparkly clothes and with his hair done up, he's called a "fucking faggot" and immediately told to change unless he wanted to get slapped. I can't even put my hair up in a way that looks too boy-ish because then I'd be "asking for it". Asking for WHAT?! For the right to live life the way I want to and be comfortable with it because people aren't trying to push me down? Cause that's exactly what I'm asking for. I just want to live - what's so wrong with that?