What is it with these breeding fetish weirdos and wanting more sapient beings to exist just to suffer?
Cammy
joined 1 year ago
He's not a good billionaire, by definition. Maybe closer to a benign tumor that's a low priority for excision.
He's clearly not someone who can function with human levels of attention and resources. I'd like to see him try and inevitably fail, but you're right, I wouldn't want to put this on anyone, much less models who would experience a lot of harm by being in his presence.
Now if he tried making sex bots, I could live comfortably with that. He'd never be able to create sapient AI.
But I'd still worry about Groxanne.
At least when i think of Tom, I only picture that silly picture from MySpace.
I would love to be single and childless in 2030. That would mean I get to live independently and carve a life for myself that has meaning on my terms.
Why that concerns a blood-emerald billionaire is irrelevant.
I remember during one of his fake threats to leave the public eye, he said he could be living a luxe life with models and I'm like, go do that, pay the models well for their time and stop getting concerned about the lack of bang maids for racist men who smell like milk.
If i was him, I'd use my billions to fake my death, get cosmetic surgery and just live out a quiet and comfortable life. But he's clutching his meme lord persona so hard.
Two weeks of actual quarantining could have prevented this. But we needed to keep Chili's open. Hope it was worth it, America. 
Looks like he's feeding crows to me.
He looks like a smoother Joe Rogan with a wig and an inch of forehead added on.
My mask is: quiet, lazy, and smart, with a cutting wit if somebody starts something. I come off like I don't care about things, but my environment is generally chuddy so I don't share my deepest concerns with people who would not adequately address them. The mask is made of the jokes I tell about things so I'm okay with the possibility of loss. I come off as perceptive and discerning, but that's only because I play diplomat and work off the assumption that someone may be lying. I speak cautiously and deliberately with the people present in mind.
The real me is caring to a fault where I perceive the pain of others and just wish they would understand they're good enough and that they don't need to impress me or anybody else. I don't care, but in the sense that I accept what people tell me and try to accommodate however I can. I'm painfully trusting and if somebody asked me for a favor I'd usually do it without being manipulated or lied to. I'll also tell the truth about anything you want to know, assuming you actually want to know, but it hurts people sometimes to hear it.
There is still a lot I don't know about myself, but I'm getting better at separating myself from my pain and the defenses I've put up to avoid more pain.
Did you make this?
If so, amazing.
Oh look! The liar who built upon his inherited wealth by lying has lied yet again!