EmotionalEntropy

@emotionalentropy.bsky.social

SCP author, artist, devious little creature. Client relationship manager of Forlorn Foundry They/Them 24

If you have an AI-generated book cover, I assume: - The book is AI generated. - Your socials are AI generated. - Your reviews are AI spam. - Your sales are artificial. - You fucking suck as a person. The worst real writer in the world is better than you, because they ACTUALLY FUCKING WRITE.

After swallowing my own pride I’ve gone forward w this—despite how much i hate making these posts Aims to move out for my own sake & my future are falling through financially Any donations or even shares are appreciated—it’s been a very difficult spot amidst so much going on. gofund.me/c03ae8268

Donate to Help a queer disabled artist in leaving Texas, organized by Nyx-Ishtar Celis

Hi. Nyx/Ishtar, aka EstrellaDeIshtar here. I... didn't really wa… Nyx-Ishtar Celis needs your support for Help a queer disabled artist in leaving Texas

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Weaning off gabapentin is both a really good feeling emotionally but physically sucks to unfathomable levels My entire nervous system starts screaming at me from starting to skip one dose of three and it feels like I’m gonna jump out of my skin 😭

Hi everyone Debt from Beebo’s vet procedures is having me fucked over like an omega in heat if you guys would be able to share it would be really helpful to not be in crippling debt after I was without a job for most of last year while critically ill gofund.me/784d086d6

Donate to My Silly Cat Put Me In More Debt, organized by Melia Prince

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Do not let them manufacture consent, this woman died so they can push their white supremacist agenda and distract you from Trump being a pedophile/rapist, and all his friends are. A man in a mask murdered her. The Federal Gov't murdered her. Abolish ICE, but that is the FIRST step. Prosecute ICE.

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📌 Substack has a Nazi problem, and if you are not a Nazi, you need to find a escape hatch in a hurry. It may not be easy, it may also cost you in the short term, but leaving will tell your audience that you are NOT a Nazi. Staying says the opposite.

Pookleblinky@pookleblinky.bsky.social · last yr.

If you're using substack and linking to it, everyone else hears it as you going "hey guys check out this cool Nazi bar I hang out in" It turns out telling people you hang out in a Nazi bar is not a very effective way of advertising yourself.

I saw an infographic a couple years ago about how to remove source identifiers from links and why it's important, but I can't find it again and too many people I know are sending me links with them so here's an infographic straight from the oven

Header text: "HEY YOU! YES YOU! TAKE THIS SHIT OUT OF LINKS!"

This is followed by a couple example urls, with a red square highlighting the sections with source identifiers. The rest of the text is as follows: 

Source identifiers are used to track your activity on a site. Where you came from, what device you use, and even who you talk to. Whether it's written clearly in the url or tied to a random string of characters, it's assigned to your activity. 
 
When you send a link containing a source identifier to somebody and they click it, it signals to the website that you two are connected. And that data goes right back to the website operators, and thus their advertisers. 
 
Whenever you select "share" or "copy link" on a social app or website, it creates a link like this. If you give even the smallest shit about online privacy, it's important to remove them. Everything after the "?" symbol can be removed without issue, especially sections starting with "si=" or "utm_source="

Not super important and I rarely post here, but at least good news for me to share! I’m finally past the 100 lb range in my weight after being constantly stuck severely underweight for almost the entirety of this year! Hope to get to 104-108 by winter so I can finally take my meds again!

It feels strange that in two months I’ll be growing past the age of my first friend who died, knowing that I’m someone both now foreign from what he knew but something I hope he would look at fondly I wonder if he knew just how much the little time we had together would follow me eight years later