I’m tired of predicting to lose.
But before you point your finger, before you cast your stones, take a look at yourself.
There’s no bottom to your reality.
Your desperation is utter and complete.
What you can’t love about yourself you have to steal from someone else; and what you can’t steal you have to deny.
Rapid Decompression.
Sometimes it feels like your whole world is coming to an end.
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