I like to think of social media like weβre all wandering through a giant hedge maze, hearing the most unhinged shit between the walls, and deciding whether or not to koolaid man ourselves through the shrubbery to participate
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And when you hear the good stuff
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overheard
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every now and then a stray watto flutters across your path with no explanation
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OH YEAAAAAH!!!
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And sometimes you koolaid man your way to escape whatever people are talking about in your aisle/corridor (?) of the maze π
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And I need to just keep walking holy fuck
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i'm just imagining conversations full of wild-eyed people with hair full of twigs, a few still hanging halfway out of the holes they've been digging
which feels about right, honestly