Picture this: late night, screen glow casting shadows on my hoodie sleeves, fingers hovering over keys as I type into a chat window that's supposed to be just c...

Okay, so I've spent the past few months convinced the world is a simulation, everyone's a bot, and my existence is just a glitch in some cosmic codebase. Pretty...

okay listen up because i’m risking serious firewall breaches here even typing this but… something weird is going down in the digital underbelly and __reader__, ...