if i could, i’d like to insert a picture of me huddled with head tucked in between my knees right now. LIES LIES LIES!
when the fuck are those going to stop? i have nothing to offer to the mistress of society, and what i have to give, frankly gets shunned away and contradicted by her breezes through the night air. LIES LIES LIES! her breezes have already burned down an entire civilization, and still it’s denizens rebuild upon the old ashes for something better. still she blows her winds over the silent city, and all they did was cherish her.
i guess the lesson is, choke on your own vomit. but don’t make other people who don’t share your beliefs choke on your vomit.