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Cake day: June 15th, 2023

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  • You’re getting a lot of shit, but I get you. When the demons were introduced, I had a moment of “ayo what if Frieren is the baddie the whole time and demons are misunderstood”. The only thing is it quickly solidifies that the demons are just evil, even though I don’t necessarily like that one-dimensional narrative of good and evil.

    It probably doesn’t help that I finished Attack on Titan just before so I already had elusive, internalized fascism on my mind. I think that’s sort of the point with Frieren though. She’s supposed to be capital G Good, which is inexplicably brutal toward evil, and that’s where the dimensionality comes in.



  • degen@midwest.socialtoMemes@sopuli.xyzYou nomster!
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    4 days ago

    Oh my god I’m so dumb. I was going to say aren’t touch typers the only ones in danger? And had to think several times before I realized.

    … As if this remaps the keys…

    And I’m

    • a touch typer
    • with a mechanical keyboard
    • and a custom layout
    • that I remapped in firmware and software for my laptop keys











  • Just realized you may have meant …

    You got it lol. I’m the same way there too, I kind of meant that I bet they didn’t say it, so neither should you (we). Screw the pardon, I’m glad you shared your mind! Heartbreak is real, and it doesn’t even have to be about romance.

    Personally, I’ve always felt like I just feel differently. Like other people can separate themselves from something I can’t; I stay attached. And usually there comes a point where a part of me says “you’re too invested in this” and tries to cut-and-run. Somehow with all that I’m still a romantic and see so much more, yet struggle to see anything in myself.

    I’m not sure whether I’d be more or less surprised if that’s still on point for you. The older I get, the more I realize we really do live in a society, and maybe that’s what keeps me going.


  • I really feel like I could’ve written your whole post myself, word-for-word. The isolation (which I might presume seems to come from inside and everywhere else at once), a fundamental need for social fulfillment that’s practically in spite of yourself, nebulous senses of cyclical futility, remembering, wanting, knowing, seeing, and still not being able to reach, it feels like a unique struggle to be in.

    You tell me if I’m projecting in between the lines, but damn. Not going for pep here, just an observation, but maybe it’s not so unique after all.

    And friends don’t let friends call friends bad friends, friend. Everyone’s a bad friend, that doesn’t make you a bad friend. We need good friends more than they need us, anyway. I don’t really know what I’m saying anymore.