Kinda funny how the image invokes reactionary ragebait just for clicks, and a lot of people are being farmed for engagement like that.

If they had actually made that the branding, sure, but it is not much more than ragebait and nothingburgers. And might have been a dog whistle, possibly maybe.

How is that poem even vaguely related to this?

Because neither medication or therapy are 100% guaranteed cures. And they are a silver bullet for very few people anyway.

Sure, a lot of people don’t try those solutions, and others like me, got tired of side effects and trying over 20 different medications over the years, but the process is grueling as fuck.

It is not like it was just going to buy an over the counter, one size fits all pill that magically dissolved the anxiety.

Is that why most AI company logos look like anuses? To look like old donny’s shitty facehole?

Back when I was a young, gay goth, one of my closest friends talked me into going out swapping wardrobes. He was(and still is) very handsome, but he is one of those preppy gay guys.

I hate the fact that our Polaroids of that night got lost. It was such fun, and although I didn’t recognize myself in the mirror, it felt amazing, being a different version of myself for a night. And he felt so free, not having to worry about his hair and looks for the night, wearing comfortable, scuffed to hell boots, instead of his traditional suede shoes.