X IS A HORROR SHOW

You know, I’m done with X. Done. It’s become a streaming sewer of hate clogging my feed with toxic noise—bigotry, vitriol, you name it. I can’t scroll five seconds without wading through garbage. And my posts? They’re screaming into a void. Zero engagement. It’s like I’m invisible, no matter how much heart I pour into it. Then there’s the endless parade of bimbo bots flooding my notifications with fake flirtations—give me a break! The algorithm’s a joke, throttling my reach to nothing unless I fork over cash to “play.” Pay to be seen? No thanks. And don’t get me started on the AI moderation—it’s like a trigger-happy robot locking my account for no reason, no explanation, just poof, suspended. What a mess. X promised connection, but it’s just a soulless machine now, squeezing users dry while serving up chaos. I’m disappointed, sure, but I’m not sticking around to drown in this mess. It’s time to move on, find platforms that actually value real voices and real people. So, X, this is goodbye. I’m out.