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@Blanket-Child aren’t we all one breath away from death already…

tip to self: never have an extroverted mother, i swear to god she’s gonna kill me one day for not doing what MOMMY SAYS OOHHH

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i cant stop drawing this guy </3
style changes, same guy

probs been posting Soldier more than anything cause wtf

somnium :3

Bro pls don’t make your car do a front/backflip on the ice
You needa be safe 🙏

i fucking love that book i might be your classmate

Step On Me by The Cardigans
Velvet Ring by Big Thief
Gnaw by Alex G
Harvey by Alex G
Anthems For A Seventeen Year Old Girl by Yeule
Die Your Daughter by Susannah Joffe

randy YES IT’S SO SOCIALLY RELEVANT

Koda

Lowkey I would ask why the mfs in my school are “naturally” racist but I would get tomatoes thrown at me (figuratively)

So like that’d be literally with some kids in my school

Today was genuinely goated
Literally got hyperactive when making the other team lose with a last hit in volleyball.
More than average school day 10/10

Tenna!! | 💤🏝️ I apologize for being a bit late to the discussion, but I agree with some of your points (especially the ones about taking away opportunities from people and stealing our work and art and music), and while it can be helpful, obviously, there’s the problem of AI taking and using water to be powered. I’ve seen interviews with people who live next to the service hubs, and their water pressure and availability is almost next to nothing.

Another thing I’ve seen people bring up about the chatbots (Copilot, GPT, Gemini, Grok, cai/chai, etc.) is that they use them for companionship–sometimes after a day, they want to talk to someone, but they are so emotionally and physically drained that they cannot bring themselves to talk to someone.
(Whether through fear that they will only drain them more, or people are busy, etc.)

While I understand this and have done this myself, they can be addictive–I myself do not know anyone who has depended on them so much like this, but I have seen reports and posts about things like this, and continued use only uses more resources, and makes you more and more addicted.
Going off of that, I think that occasional use is okay in moderation.

I guess what I’m trying to say is that AI is definitely bad for the environment, but I can understand the usage on occassion.

@Blanket-Child YESSSS glup MY BELOVED

Blanket Child yuh

https://open.spotify.com/track/1YY78sBFOIyOwHzDRMJXt5?si=1b5ca569371f42f5

Wake up in the morning
Passed out on the floor
Look around in my life, realize I want more
Tell my momma I gotta go, I’ll be back in like 20
Then I hop up on the road in pursuit of some money
‘Cause I can’t go back, no way, not till I succeed
And it ain’t really ‘bout the cash, I’m just tryna chase my dreams
And prove all the people wrong, who could never fuckin’ see
The potential that I have, now it’s time to let it free
And what the future holds? I don’t really even know
I don’t wanna lose my ways so I’m followin’ the road
As I travel down the path I saw a fork up ahead
A man appeared in the middle, this here what he said
There’s muscles that way, Hugh J, Sugar, Andre
Big business generals laughing at the pawns play
Even if they sign you, tailor and design you
Jewels in the vault, they won’t hesitate to mine you
I’m a student of these ironies they hire me
To buy seasons so I’m all over in the rap winery
They’ll ride your locomotive 'til it grind to a halt
They’re brilliant if you make it, if not, it’s your fault
Okay, maybe that path ain’t the smartest to choose
I don’t wanna be a puppet for a label to use
Sure this music shit is fun but it’s a big risk to take
So please tell me 'bout the other path that seems more safe
And if that were to your bachelors, maybe Master’s after
But now you’ve got eleven years on Tyler on Bastard
Got the Ph.D. the JD, the MD
But the time stamp flow top half’s so empty
You fear it, fulfillment being the limit
And you hear it, quiet graves with maggots in it
Your stability prevent those rash decisions
But that hole inside, you think cash can fill it?
So I’m damned if I don’t, and I’m damned if I do
This shit don’t seem right, I don’t fuck with all these rules
All these stupid regulations tryna hide me from the truth
And when it comes to these choices I have way more than two
‘Cause I ain’t never been one to put myself in a box
I choose the road less taken like my name is Robert Frost
I’ll keep following my dreams, I don’t care about the cost
And people think you’re wandering and they assume that I’m lost
‘Cause I ain’t gon’ depend on no man to guide me
It don’t matter how many times they deny me
Even when the times get hard, I’ll keep tryin’
I just wanna find the greatness inside
So now it’s done, it’s over, this is the end
Where my old life will finish and my new will begin
Time to make a new path, time to start a new trend
Next time you see me I won’t be playing pretend
Ooooh-Ooooh
Ooooh-Ooooh
Ooooh-Ooooh
Ooooh-Ooooh

@hospitalizesmallchildren thank you gangy x

https://open.spotify.com/track/7oG9R9VOtvBZF7paEMsGxj?si=c560389565e9469a

Hello everyone
Do you want your child to get real smart?
A little bit of math here or there
I’ve got just the place for them to start!

Watch out for the ruling master, beware, he’s getting faster!
Refrain from making noises, that man’s a saboteur
Hear the slaps from down the path, just to avoid his wrath
Now the professor wants you in his grasp!

Get your prize! Won’t you come on in?
Into my schoolhouse!?
Stay the course and follow through, I’m slowly coming after you!
I’ll bring the punishment, that’s what I do!

(You know it’s true!)

I’ve been tripping over myself too much
Basic mathematics, seemingly growing out of touch!!!

Feeling kinda sick of running
Clock’s been lookin’ kinda funny!!
Thinking about home as I forever roam
With danger of detention lurking everywhere I go

Two plus two equals?
Well, that’s easy, that’s just four! Either that, or the answer’s on the floor!!
Wow! Great jo-, wait what was that?
Three more notebooks left to go, but my energy is getting low!
This curriculum, it blows! I should’ve been home so long ag- oh!

Five notebooks down, got two more to go!
I’ve done so much math that my brain will explode!!

(Wow!)

You can’t get out, even if you already knew how!!
Every answer you get wrong, I will be sure to sing my song!
As long as I get you to tag along
You will belong
Stay the course and follow through, I’m slowly coming after you!
I’ll bring the punishment, that’s what I do!!!

My life is on the line, I’m running out of time
In this locker I find myself in, to avoid his crimes
I’m feelin’ fine, despite my struggling to stay alive!!
Will it be over by tonight??

The walls are getting bloody, my mind is failing me!
Can’t stand up on my feet, save me from Mr. Baldi!
Don’t wanna hide and seek out exits from this creepy creep!
I’ve gotten way too close, jeez, I hate this the most!
I guess that I will not leave here!

(That was a Baldi song!)

https://open.spotify.com/track/30tbYvOqPSXlblEXHOF4ka?si=jbN2ABw0Semb-bNQlF4ZNg

Plant the seed of plague
You’re going down

Spirits calling me
A debt of blood to Baphomet
I feel it creeping through the hole in the window
Got me laughing maniacally on the seventh day
I sold it all and I got nobody to blame

I’m an outlaw
Coffin lock your body pussy rapper this your downfall
Smoke up in the barrel dust em off the bullets bounce off
Hands up in your pockets shake em down my bullies count off
I heard you folding under pressure he gon mouse talk

I keep my guard up till the bullet slash
Body bagged he get fully packed
The gun double stacked till his skully cracks
40 track em hit the bin together I could pass it over when I’m spinning past
Glock 40 finna pop at em
He got shot for it imma get em back
Yeah yeah

Bitch who want the smoke?
I ain’t never need nobody got this on my own
Broken homes I’m out the bottom
Turn your body cold
40 rotten leave em hollow with the haunted soul
Imma ghost blood flowing
Tell my mama imma cutthroat
Bullets split your body 40 chalk em with the gunsmoke
Glock up to your face I kick the locks up off your front door
Pussy run your pockets
Only option when the funds low

Spirits calling me
A debt of blood to Baphomet
I feel it creeping through the hole in the window
Got me laughing maniacally on the seventh day
I sold it all and I got nobody to blame

So glorious
These gory dreams
Every single day when I go to sleep
Every single night when I grow new teeth
Grab a snow white throat
Bring it close to me - gettin’ groceries
I’m dead but I still haven’t died
I’m alive so I know I’m supposed to feed
The ghost in me
That knows to eat
A host it needs
I chose to plead
But I gave into the blackvvitch
4 limbs that I tore off a bad bitch in a coffin with a mattress
But she even that thicc
Cla-clapped it
Then I turned into a bat quick
Wench I’m death magician
Ride around town with your local mortician
“Where’d the body go” like abra-cadaverous
Say he’ll fly you to the moon but I bet you he hasn’t
Six white lines down like its Abbey Road
Got me crossing to the other side like “where he even go”?
Got a coven out in Russia rushing “tally ho”
No happy odes
I saw him decompose rotten valley smoke

Spirits calling me
A debt of blood to Baphomet
I feel it creeping through the hole in the window
Got me laughing maniacally on the seventh day
I sold it all and I got nobody to blame

Koda
I’ma eat it

@Blanket-Child sigh