Today you suggested I should get a bike, and when I did, why not to get a nice raincoat to get protected as well. You said you could advise me about my money, and protect me from what I want, so I can save for my future. You saw I was insecure, and suggested me to get my nails done and buy those nice handmade boots from Spain. You said, I would support all those women who work so hard to make quality independent businesses. And because you saw me in the mood for supporting others, why not to fight for the rights of watching my favourite videos on YouTube. You saw me getting stronger and motivated, you suggested I should drink more smoothies, run more and get informed about what is happening in the world. That might make me feel purposeful, you said. You complimented me today, and said I make beautiful websites and they deserved awards. I got afraid again today, and you said why not to discover Brazil together or maybe go to that concert from that band I’ve always loved. You said we might find love there. Sometimes I think you don’t like me that much, you keep showing me face creams to make me shine more and makeup brands called “Two Faced” as if you were suggesting I am a double player. I don’t love your irony here. That made me sad, and you said why not to get help. I can see you are depressed. My love, you think you know me so well.
Dear Algorithm, Being seen through its eyes.
A short story about all the ads I saw today on my instagram feed.
— automated love acts and languages, what is more intrinsically related to intimacy than anticipating your lovers’ needs?