Can I Come Over And Implant False Memories Of Us Being Childhood Friends?

our new job launched its mandatory ai transcription program designed to streamline our workflow and not only does it melt down the moment it has to transcribe non-white customers but it keeps hallucinating the existence of a mysterious boy named dorian who shows up in every third call summary

Just submitted my appeal for PIP (disability payments) to the tribunal service.

This has left me with the desire to claw free from my flesh and emerge as a god-beast that preys on the wicked and corrupt.

I am in Farum Azula being killed by beastmen

I am in Farum Azula being killed by a Crucible knight

I am in Farum Azula being killed by undead beastmen

I am in Farum Azula being killed by a dragon

I can't wait to be in Farum Azula being killed by a dogboy

I'm in tears. I just kept scrolling and making wheezing noises as I tried desperately not to wake the neighbours.

I'm fucking dying at this page someone shared on Bluesky.

Behold, the Embroidery Trouble Shooting Guide that forgot to close its <h3> tags.

i love when ppl say “that’s so you” it feels good to know i exist and have a vibe

Today I am regretting not making a joke about brainrot here.

Despite having taken a break from my current Elden Ring playthrough to play Clair Obscur, there's a part of my brain that has been growing increasingly feral over Malenia the last few days.

The rest of my brain fears where this may be going.

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