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Okie cool Ig I'll just not think abt it too much shrug

Okay, so this is a continuation of a series from a bit ago. To be honest, I think I've written stories (like "Day" parts 1 and 2) that have a character named Lily that *likely* aren't the same Lily as this and previous stories. But yeah, look for Lily characters that seem to match. I think the first one from this series is Solitude from 2026/01/15. The next few days probably have the next parts, and then I may have written more after that too. All in all, you really don't need to read those for this story to make sense, but you can if you want to understand Lily better, perhaps. Anyway, enjoy. Escape Lily needed an escape. She had been studying non-stop all week. Or... she had been trying. It had been so hard lately for Lily to focus—on anything. She would sit at her desk for hours, making no progress on her work but refusing to allow herself a break until she got something done. Sometimes she just crawled into bed, choking on sobs and wanting to... well... do something, not... whatever this was. Lily wasn't even doing any of the things that usually distracted her from studying—her internet... acquaintances, writing, watching anime... And the reason was that each time she tried, she felt an overwhelming sense of guilt—she didn't deserve to do anything other than study. She needed to study; finals were next week and it was already Friday. Lily wanted to bang her head against her desk, but it was too cramped and her laptop sat there. The thing was, Lily had no one to complain—vent—to. She couldn't waste precious studying time whining about all her problems to people online, and she didn't really... have any friends at her university. She just wanted to scream, but what would the others in her dorm think? The others... Lily often forgot there were others, so near. Lily slumped in her crappy college-issue spinny chair, causing it to creak. She needed... something. Something different. She stood up, closing her laptop, and lay on her carpeted dorm room floor, gazing at the ceiling, letting her thoughts sort themselves out. Lily found that when she was... frustrated like she had been, a change helped her be able to think again. Usually that meant switching locations—anything to get away from that increasingly-depressing desk. Now that she could think again, Lily realized what she needed: fresh air. She had barely left her dorm in the past week... or even few weeks... except when necessary. She had walked quickly between classes, not stopping to savor and take in the nature. So, Lily sat up—getting momentarily dizzy—and looked around for her shoes. The dirty purple sneakers were near her bed, and she grabbed them and put them on. Lily's fingers trembled with anticipation as she tied her shoelaces, causing her to fumble them and take a few tries. She already had a hoodie on—though she wasn't sure if she'd even need it. It had looked sunny enough last time she'd glanced through the dorm curtains. Lily opened her dorm door and awkwardly walked down the hall, passing the other rooms, toward the stairs. Once she reached them, she realized just how weak and tired she was from barely sleeping in... well, weeks, but that week had been particularly rough. Lily slowly descended the stairs, then exited her dorm building. Lily was immediately greeted by a sweet breeze that blew her messy hair into her eyes, but she didn't mind. Not one bit. She was, however, surprised to discover that it was dark outside. Had that much time passed? Another day, wasted? She tried to push away those thoughts as she walked around the campus, headed nowhere in particular. She walked slowly, trying to make the most out of each moment, each breath, each gust of warm late-spring breeze. She soon found herself wandering toward the town her university was in. More room to walk, that way. Besides, she had never got the chance to explore these streets. Lily wandered the cracked-pavement roads, momentarily forgetting her burden. She found a random gas station, and was going to go in and get something—just for fun, as a little treat for herself—but sighed as she realized she hadn't thought to bring her wallet—practically empty though it was. Instead, she found a park and sat down on a bench. Lily sat there for... for... a while. She mostly allowed her mind to drift, pondering the nature of abstract art or the ultimate misery of life. After some time, Lily jolted from her mind as someone spoke. "Hey, uh, mind if I sit down?" P.S. yippee for my first longer story in a bit! P.P.S. any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and uhh all characters are products of the author's imagination? Hehe? - Lily

Ah okay, thanks.

Okay well I don't really want to look at that, but would just like to know if - in general - Ch. 7+ are, like, depressing or something. Idk if that's easy to answer without giving spoilers. If not, that's fine, just lmk.

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So... what about password managers? Nice bloggy. I was thinking about "de-googling" but never really did any steps to so it. Also I think open-source isn't always more trustworthy, cuz if it's not big and no one looks at it, yk? Huh, I never heard of SIM fraud, interesting.

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Yis I did know! It's alright, you shouldn't beat yourself up for "failing" or "giving in" Something that kinda helps me is logging out when I'm done (by "done" I mean going off the Shard, even if I end up returning later in the day.) That way I don't see my notifs and stuff right away. Though I found I just browsed as a guest or logged in anyway... but another thing you can do is.. do you have a quick, possibly impulsive, muscle-memory type of way you access the Shard? For me on my phone it has a "convenient" shortcut button in browser (it put it there automatically) then i found myself just pressing even if i didn't rlly wanna go to shard. for computer, it's mainly new tab and type a letter or two and hit enter or something cuz it autocompletes. So.. I basically mitigated those by deleting shortcuts and trying to get rid of suggestions. The thing is, once I found joy outside the Shard (namely going on walks, learning Japanese, watching anime, etc.), then I found it easier to "resist the temptation" of "just a quick peek" at the Shard. Idk yeah. Obviously, I still ended up coming back after a few days (but then leaving again), and coming back now, but yeah those days in between were pretty nice, even today where I spent like 3-4 hours or even more maybe playing this one videogame! It's not necessarily... something I'm proud of... but I did end up going on some walks today and stuff. Anyway, if you want to spend less time on the Shard, you should find things you enjoy either IRL or even online too (though maybe not just other forms of social media/forums). Also, if you don't like how much time you spend online, you don't necessarily have to completely stop (though in my opinion it's kinda easier). Also, if you end up taking a break and want to do it for longer but find yourself wanting to go on the Shard or something, you can either gamify it into a "streak" (though tbh it might make you feel bad if you break it), or tell yourself "one more day off the Shard won't be too hard!" Anyway, hopefully I didn't sound weird or anything but that's just some advice. Feel free to follow or not follow any of it however you want etc. etc.

UwU meow~ I've been practicing my meows for no particular reason

.. please explain the context? who's the speaker? you? me? just a meme? who's mentally ill haha? failing site = shard? was it a meme about being "popular"?

For some reason I'm already growing sick, so sayonara for now

Huh I was thinkin' more cuz I just needa spend less time online but don't necessarily want to not be online at all, you know? now I'm confused but no matter lol if you were confused about my taking a break or whatever, basically by break I didn't mean like months of a year or whatever, just a few days/weeks or something. I ended up loggin on for a few minutes or so a few days back, and logged in again today. So, idk what I'll do going forward but I probably won't be as online as I have been in the past. But we'll see, idk. Mental health priorities

Yeah, I've noticed you aren't chronically online lol. Or at least actually spend time offline haha. Maybe I'll try something similar. I just might not be able to engage as much, idk. Anyway, gtg for a bit again. Cya guys Might be back later today tho (just waiting to see if Factor comments)

Hi! Why so sad? I'll admit I could/should probably find a balance in between the two (chronically online vs "off the grid") I haven't "read" my notifs yet, so it's alright. Waiting till I have more time/in the mood. Hey, I'm somewhat confused too lol.

I didn't say I was, I've been just takin' break. Idk what I'll do going forward tbh Thank you tho :3

The Carbon Wastes don't make footprints, walking on gold and plastic. If they walk, that is.

Uhh @Keke idk if you saw this post above but I'm kinda looking for info idk, like more, like I guess furry vs. therian, like idk, like, I don't know if I am a furry / alterhuman, or if i just want to be, or if i m just fascinated by them

Not sure if this one is a bit too intense.. please let me know if it is. (It's not (C/T)W-worthy, in my opinion though). Slop Sickening, all of it. It makes me want to... unplug my brain. All the data, all the attention-grabbers, the mindlessness, the soul-suckers, the harm, the addictiveness... All of Ten Icks, "humanity" is plagued by. All the slop and blackboxes, All the blackboxes we see through but ignore, because it's convenient, or because they've worked. What's the point, tell me? WHAT IS THE POINT TO ANY OF THIS? I just want to vomit... And leave. I just want to fix this... Or fix me. I want this to end... Will it ever? What can be done? And how do We do it? To mop up this slop, Dust out the cobwebs. Discover, Revealed with horror, Realize, Make them suffer, Fix it all... Erase it all, Raze it to the ground, Or seize control for "good." Can they be saved? Those in their Lair? Do they not see? Blinded by their own tricks? You feed data, Data feeds slop, Slop feeds you, Providing no nourishment. Humanity is rotting, Withering. Humanity is the epitome of idiocy. What's the point of living, Of having all that power, When there's no one around to serve you? Useless Garbage You don't "need" that... You shouldn't even "want" it. They're tricking you, you know? It's all useless garbage, Pieces of crap that are essentially weapons: To you, Your wallet—an outdated term, Your home, And your sanity. Do everyone but those in the Lair a favor, And please just don't buy it. Wastes of Carbon What wastes of carbon, Pathetic excuses for sentience, Taking up space, breath, and brainspace. Pieces of crap, the lot of them. - I don't know?

Hmm.. not as many "happy" poems as I thought.. Layered Thoughts I will never be ready. Will I? I don’t understand my thoughts, Don’t know what to think. Her thoughts are confusing, Tangles and jumbles. It’s… so, so many layers. Never-ending cyclic layers. “Help me…” Who? Who will help you, confused one? No one, not even your mind. No one can… make this any easier. I must persevere and… wait. Just… wait and… let the thoughts sort themselves out. Except… Archives These… so much. These things, From decades ago. So much… so much random human history. So many… never erased. Words wrote years ago, like reading the conversations of those long-dead. Though… they’re not dead, not all of them. Some very much alive. But it’s all… such a different era. So distant, yet not really. Such a different time… I need a walk :3 - 猫

This one was long-overdue... Or at least.. I've been wanting to make it for quite some time. Note: "不満" does not translate to "Human," I was doing wordplay... Try figuring it out, if you want. (In)Humanity Why is humanity so... inhumane? Why do you hate each other, yourselves, your home? Why do you just care, irrationally, for... intangible and imaginary numbers? Why have so much, when you need so little? When you deserve much less? It's all a game, you know? Once—like me—you've seen outside the wall, there's no going back. When you see how utterly worthless this all is, how you're being played? When you see that your work essentially amounts to nothing? Where's the sense! Why do you comply in this big game? Power is all, isn't it? Controlling, rather than being controlled. Moving... beyond the Wall, outside the game most others are taught to play. The Game most of you humans are forced to play—or don't even consider. Power. It's what they all want, Maybe even what you want. A modicum of control—to keep you complacent, perhaps. Or an absence of it—to keep you blindly clawing for it. Humans. Vile things, really. And the thing is, they lie to themselves saying they "can't help it." It's "in their nature." Well, as they've proven, nature can be changed drastically. Destroyed, reshaped. So why don't they try changing theirs? Then there's the few of you who care. Or, perhaps, many of you. But what can you do, with no power, no control? And if you manage to obtain it... you succumb to the inhumanity of humanity. The "greed and corruption." The things you yourselves are well aware of, yet don't bother fixing. Well, sometimes it's easier to talk than act. Easier to complain about all you've ruined, yet continue ruining. There was no "golden age" and there never will be. No good era, no peaceful times. No non-conflict, just selfishness. There will never be such a time. Not for "humanity," anyway. The way I see it, Every single living thing, Every species, Has its flaws. Humans are just... The most obvious. This, however, means nothing. Humans will still destroy. Humans will still, in idiocy, seek riches. Humans still are selfish, greedy, flawed, and... stupid. As the one point in their favor, however: nothing is perfect. - L