Fuck Bro,, I was today years old when I found out that MILLIONS of ants are dying every month in a brutal territorial war in San Diego, and this madness has apparently been going on for decades. 🐜💀

Classic black and white will always be my favorite mood. Prompt: Create a black-and-white photorealistic photograph of me, using my face from the reference. Vertical format 2:3, cinematic aesthetic of a classic European street portrait. I am standing in front of a black vintage car, slightly leaning my hip against the front fender next to the windshield. Both hands are in my trouser (or coat) pockets, elbows slightly apart. Body relaxed, shoulders slightly turned, head turned to the right of the frame, gaze directed off to the side beyond the photograph. Framing from head to mid-thigh, lower legs remaining out of frame. I am wearing a long black wool coat with wide lapels, worn open over a black tailored suit: a fitted blazer, matching waistcoat or vest, and classic tailored trousers (or elegant wide-leg trousers / midi skirt alternative). A white blouse with a neat collar, a thin black necktie or silk scarf, and dark sunglasses in a simple frame. Clothing without any writing, prints, or noticeable logos. Matte wool, natural folds, and expressive fabric texture. Behind me is a glossy black retro car with chrome details, clearly visible windshield wipers, and reflections of the architecture on the body and glass. The background is a historic European street: a massive stone facade occupies the right side of the frame and recedes into perspective. On the left, a blurred street lamp and a distant building dome are visible. The background is softly blurred, but the architecture remains recognizable. The photograph is strictly black and white, only neutral shades of gray, with no color elements, sepia, or color toning. Deep black tones in the clothing and car, soft gray shades of the stone facade, a light blouse, and silvery highlights on the chrome. Rich tonal gradation, expressive but not excessive contrast. Soft diffused light of an overcast day, no flash and no direct sun. Slightly lowered exposure, deep shadows with preserved detail in the black clothing, delicate highlights on the car body. Atmosphere calm, restrained, slightly dramatic. Shot on a full-frame camera, 85mm lens, aperture around f/2.8. Camera positioned slightly below chest level, light low angle without wide-angle distortion. Sharp focus on me and the nearest car details, smooth blur of the distant background. Light black-and-white film grain, natural textures, minimal retouching. Completely exclude any inscriptions on the image: no text, letters, quotes, captions, typography, logos, or watermarks.

I think cheek kisses are really cute. I don't know, why. There's something really sweet and innocent about a kiss on the cheek. Sometimes, they're nicer than lip kisses. I like cheek kisses. Cheek kisses are cute. And forehead kisses and nose kisses. 🥹😭

Nothing kills a relationship faster than watching your partner give others the love, effort, and consideration you’ve been begging for. It makes you realize they’re capable of showing up for someone; they just choose not to show up for you.