gosh! I just saw something I disagreed with on here and got my "ugh i gotta discourse about this* instinct in my head; the bitch instinct, I call it. Which is an inheritence from Twitter.
hot take: kill the twitter poster in your head
gosh! I just saw something I disagreed with on here and got my "ugh i gotta discourse about this* instinct in my head; the bitch instinct, I call it. Which is an inheritence from Twitter.
hot take: kill the twitter poster in your head
while I'm at it I need to murder the twitter-addled part of my brain that asks, "how will I get my dopamine hit if they can't like my replies?"
Look, I'm a freelancer now. It's impossible for me to not think about my hot take
definitely having a hard time trying to kill the twitter poster in my head around cohost - i'm used to having my phone giving me notifications, constantly checking the following/follower count, etc and cohost is much more... chill? and detached? hope i can get used to it cause i feel like it'd be a good departure. but, yeah, twitter has poisoned us