Today In "google AI Is Fucking Useless Because It Hallucinates Things That Never Happened", I Bought

No-one:

My 2am suicidal thoughts: Give up, Wah-ha!

From now on, all of my intrusive thoughts will be voiced by Waluigi.

curious to hear y'all's suggestions for the worst possible pasta shape

(Assume that "pasta" needs to be made of sheets or strands of dough with enough surface area relative to thickness so that they can be cooked.)

penis migration

relaxing up here on my

penis space station

Every time I see my mutuals post in their native tongue that I don't understand I'm like yes 🥰 that's language babes 💖

My eyes have always been good so idk what I expected

How well do you see color?

I’m cry I scored 60, I feel blind

S.A. Ash - The Black Piano

Not gonna specifically tag anyone…but reblog if you feel like it and put yours in the tags.

Everybody do something.

My mum has colleagues in india who have had family members die because they couldn't get oxygen. I may be a bit late, I only started actively tumblring yesterday, but please...

Everybody do something.

So, India is dying.

Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.

If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.

A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.

There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.

There is no plan.

Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.

Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.

We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.

This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.

We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.

People are dying.

People are dying.

People are dying and there is no plan.

More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.

My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.

Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.

But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.

She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.

So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.

If you can, donate.

Or spread the word.

Help. Please.

Reblog if you’d be okay if your friend came out as transgender

let’s see how many transphobics we can weed out

"Doesn't the passage of time scare you? The fact that we are relentlessly pushed along a path to our deaths? The fact that you were forced into this, and your only way to stop it is to end up in the same place it was taking you anyway?"

Maybe, but if time didn't pass my quiche would never be cooked, so that motherfucker better keep going.

*dies instantly*

This man makes some of the greatest ytps on earth. This is your PSA to go check out his YT channel if that is at all in line with your sense of humour.