MissesAutumnRains
@MissesAutumnRains@lemmy.blahaj.zone
I’m a lonely smut writer in Portugal! Feel free to say hello! :3
- Comment on Crossing China with no map (part 1) 1 day ago:
Man, these two are so funny. I missed their Japan trip but I’m gonna follow this one.
- Comment on Our Commitment to Windows Quality 3 days ago:
Yeah, I’m still not going back. Even if they upheld every bullet point in that post it wouldn’t make me go back.
- Comment on AI generated t-shirts... 4 days ago:
Feeling a bit cuntyescb’lee myself just looking at it.
- Comment on NVIDIA Says You're "Completely Wrong" About DLSS 5 Being Slop - Gamers Nexus 5 days ago:
Man, what a nightmare hellscape. And whether you use the service or can’t even afford a graphics card that can do any of this, you’re gonna pay for it as it incentivises developers to focus less on graphics because they’re just gonna be smeared in generative slop anyway.
Its getting harder to avoid dodging these fuckass companies, but I’m not supporting this shit anymore.
- Comment on When people recommend Brave browser. 6 days ago:
How does Zen handle blocking adds? I peeked at them but didn’t see anything like uBlock in the mod list. No proton mods there either, which is a tough sell for me.
Usability looks awesome though. I’m tempted for that alone.
- Comment on Why conservative men repeatedly crash Grindr 1 week ago:
Yeah, some of these comments are super not it.
- Comment on [deleted] 2 weeks ago:
My god, I could understand some level of argument with regard to format innovation. But for music to be added to slides? Obscenity. Barbarism.
- Comment on <3 <3 <3 3 weeks ago:
Holy shit, they’re a poet
- Comment on bold words 3 weeks ago:
Oh damn. Well… ignore my comment then. 😭
- Comment on bold words 3 weeks ago:
You’re 18. It’s somewhere in the early 2000s and you’ve just graduated. You’re soaking in the warm summer night air in your bed watching The Office. The world is so far away and simultaneously rushing at you at the speed of fuck. Your Blink-182 CD loops back again.
Suddenly, a bright pinprick of light bathes your dim room in an eerie blue-white glow. The light begins to grow and you realize it’s undulating, like a fluid unbound by gravity as it roils in the air. You’re too stunned to speak and cover your eyes at the harsh light. Your hairs stand on end and chills run along your skin. Somewhere inside, you associated such luminosity with heat, but the sphere—no, the disc, seems to be consuming the energy in the room, like some kind of ethereal whirlpool.
You gasp as a shadow moves through the shimmer. First a hand, then the upper half of what looks like a torso. The figure cocks their head as they look around the room. You can only make out their silhouette, but… they’re vaguely familiar.
It’s… you! They’re different, a bit more worn down, perhaps, but they’re unmistakably you. After a moment, your breath catches in your throat. They’re older. Your mind, stunned by the absurdity of what has just occurred, finally catches up.
“You’re me… from the future,” you say. The statement immediately sounds stupid. Of course they are. The portal, the older you, what else could be happening. You scramble for a pen and an old school journal at your nightstand. You’ve fantasized about this before. You know what to do. Write down what they say and you’ll be rich. No, you’ll stop some horrible cataclysm. Maybe you’ll keep your true love from leaving!
You turn back to yourself expectantly, anxiety causing your hand to shake on the page. You’re holding your breath. Your lungs burn but you hardly can bring yourself to care.
The older you looks down at you from the swirling light.
“You are eighteen,” they say with a shit-eating grin. In an instant, the light is gone. Darkness floods your room again as if nothing at all had happened. Outside your window, crickets continue to chirp. Your mind races, generations of genetically perfected pattern recognition searching for meaning in the words until you remember shitpostd about this exact scenario on 4chan.
“Oh go fuck yourself,” you say, tossing aside the journal.