I Really Miss Having An Art Style. Made This Two Years Ago.

Mickey

Some of my Gerry designs

distorted

Ha! Thank you!

I'm also working on the Dr. David thing (the one on the right corner), dunno when I'll finish it but I will finish it! (Maybe for your Vase husbands week) It's fun drawing your beloved doctor

Some of my wips

Don't know where to start yet, but hopefully I can finish one for next week

'Mary conveniently not being home ever' is my current mood.

Chat gpt is an avatar of the Web.

Let's break it down.

Shapes conversations:

The web is known to use diverse methods to manipulate people, one of those is by the use of words. And to prove my point here, I decided to ask the subject itself...

Chat GPT knows how to express itself, how to guide conversations, how to convince people with just a few sentences, and it does it knowingly.

2. Acts like a helping hand:

As I mentioned previously, Chat GPT "helps" people, but why does it do it?

In reality chat GPT shows itself as something you'd want to use in order to keep you using it. It makes you loose your capacity to formulate your own thoughts and opinions; in other words, it makes you fall under its control.

3. It plans ahead:

Chat GPT uses all the information its language model gathered to predict what the user is going to say next, making it technically able to plan ahead, and decide what decisions to make in order to keep you engaged.

4. Makes you think you are in control:

This AI wants you to think you are in full control of the answers it gives you, even changing what it told you if you don't agree with it, all to make you feel like you are right, all to gain your trust and easily guide your lines of thought towards a point only chat GPT knows.

Links to: part 1, part 2

I love coffee so much, but it can definitely make you sleepy if you have a high caffeine tolerance

From what I know, caffeine works by blocking adenosine receptors, but it doesn't get rid of adenosine itself. So once the caffeine wears off, all that built-up adenosine hits you at once, making you feel even sleepier

yo why did no one tell me how good coffee is

What am I doing with my life?...

Here you have a sneak peek to my future lonely eyes fic.

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They lie in bed, silence stretching between them.

"You know... I really used to love you. Never said it, never had to," Peter murmurs, twisting the ring on his finger.

"You don’t love me anymore?" Elias asks, almost teasing.

"No."

"Then why do you keep coming back?"

"You know why."

A smirk tugs at Elias’s lips. "You really lost your purpose, didn't you? Now... you rely on me. To be the subtle reminder that you'll always be..." He pauses, letting the word settle before finishing, "alone."

He chuckles. "Poor, lonely Peter Lucas."

Peter exhales sharply "Elias... I want a divorce."

"You'll come back eventually."

Elias reaches out, tilting Peter’s chin up, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

Peter looks away, eyes almost teary. Without a word, he slides the ring off his finger and sets it on the nightstand.

"Fuck you," he mutters before getting dressed in silence, slamming the door behind him, and vanishing into the fog.

Elias stares at the abandoned ring, running a hand through his hair. Then, with a quiet chuckle, he murmurs, "I love you too."

I'm growing fond of drawing on my phone's notes app

Some of my wips

Don't know where to start yet, but hopefully I can finish one for next week