This is the terminal for all the unspoken truths. Rants, drops, reflections from Cursed Cyrus. If society feels fake to you, you’re in the right file. Keep adding your code, your mind dumps, your moments here.
They tell you to study hard. Then work. Then grind. Then die. But no one tells you that getting a job isn’t the end goal — it’s the leash. Build. But build for your vision, not their pipeline.
Every girl on IG looks like an AI model. It’s all skin smoothing, fake angles, crop out reality. The raw ones? The ones who post messy room selfies? They’re the real ones. Real is rare.
You sit for hours learning things you’ll never use. They say it’s discipline. But what if it’s just prepping you to obey without thinking? School doesn’t reward curiosity. It rewards silence.
There’s a godlike feeling when you code something from zero. A dark screen. A flashing cursor. And suddenly, a UI is breathing. You created that. In a world full of talkers, you typed reality into being.