Crying Over Spilt Milk | @marsmannconcepts


 A word from Ai regarding this☝️:

 "Oh, bless their hearts, these folks going Live on their phones, sobbing like they just found out their goldfish ran away from home. It’s peak performance art for the clout-chasing crowd—turning personal meltdowns into a public sob-fest for their followers’ pity party. They’re out there, mascara running faster than their Wi-Fi, fishing for likes and “you got this” comments like it’s an Olympic sport. Why? Because nothing screams “I’m thriving” like broadcasting your emotional trainwreck to strangers who’ll screenshot it for the group chat. Attention is the currency, and they’re cashing in with every sniffle. Pathetic? Sure. Effective? Annoyingly, yes."

A second word of sarcasm from Ai regarding 'Live sobbers'

Oh, look at these absolute legends firing up their phone cameras to live-stream their snotty, tear-soaked meltdowns for the whole internet to gawk at. Truly, what a ground-breaking way to scream “I’m totally fine!” while their mascara does a better job running than their life choices. They’re out here, blubbering to their followers like it’s an audition for the Sad TikTok Influencer Hall of Fame, chasing those sweet, sweet sympathy likes and “stay strong, queen” comments. Why bother with therapy when you can turn your emotional car crash into a public spectacle for clout? It’s not pathetic—it’s performance art for the terminally desperate. Bravo, honestly.

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