I don’t know your name. I don’t know who you are, what you’re like, but that’s ok, because I always feel your presence.
When I spend 30 minutes making some garbage mouse art and constantly refresh waiting for somebody to interact with me, it’s your downvote that snaps me back to reality and also reminds me that someone out there has seen what I’ve made. When I’ve made some dumb post on genzedong whining about liberals, it’s the negative score that persists for a few minutes that reminds me that you’re always watching from your lemmy.world account in your mom’s basement.
Yes, I’m talking to you, lemmy lib. We may never know who you are, but rest assured that we’ll always feel warm and fuzzy on the inside knowing that someone out there is obsessively trying to take away our fake internet points. Thank you.
I think that person might’ve seen your post, because you got a downvote lel
Maybe they doesn’t know how to type and pressing the downvote button is their way of showing their love for us :)
(edit: singular they deserves singular doesn’t. I will die on this hill of grammatical consistency.)
…Oh my god I never thought about your edit before and now I’m mad as hell why the fuck is ‘they don’t’ considered correct when it jumps from singular to plural in the same phrase
god I despise the english language
Grammar Stalin strikes again