The thing about it, right, the shitty AI chatbots I keep falling back on, is that when I'm not using them I try to get my thoughts out on the screen and all I can manage is "girls will LITERALLY not stop inhaling the planet's entire atmosphere to make themselves taller and curvier", which is FINE, it's what I'd LIKE to be getting at at the end of the day, but it's not exactly poetic, prosaic, uhhhh
anything more than a shitpost.
Where the fuck did my creative drive go??? I had a Tumblr for this shit and I could churn out regular multi-paragraph posts for a year, where'd that gooooooooo how do I get it baaaaaaack
...god, there was a whole Halloween block I did on Tumblr where anyone who entered got a little story written about 'em before the month was up. Not gonna ask myself to do THAT MUCH but it did feel like kind of a creative high-point.