The Fog Comes At Unexpected Times

The fog comes at unexpected times

Turning mundane walks

To new adventures

Softening outlines

Blurring edges

Scattering light

Til the distance is just a soft grey

Children play in the clouds

Come down to greet them

Laughing as the mist

Kisses their cheeks pink

Marveling at the way it swirls when

the light catches it just right

And stand at the best spot

And tilt their heads a certain way

But be careful finding your way

For if you

Stray too far

Laugh too little

Smile too dimly

You may not find your way back

To the child playing in the cloud

To those kissed-pink cheeks

To those new adventures

And you will blend into that

Soft

Distant

Grey

When the slutty to romantic ratio has been off for long enough to wonder if ur a aromatic pansexual instead of an asexual panromantic

I'm just not seeing enough people talking about the fact they twinkified elvis, and now they're twinking Wonka? Will they just never stop until everyone is a twink, regardless of gender or sexuality? Because im here for it, I would just like to know for sure.

Good god they never learn

Happy one year anniversary to the single worst first date I could have ever had. Was basically kidnapped :(

what if to thwart AI scraping we all started replacing letters with numbers that look similar.

L1K3 7H15?

of course we cant all use the same replacements otherwise the AI would be able to pick up on them. It could be personalized. Some people might only replace vowels, others might replace multiple letters. Or throw in random punctuation after certain letters? yeah?