about those who vote: ignorantia juris non excusat yet vote against my existence while claiming to love me unconditionally: fiat justitia ruat caelum
huge mistakes, huge mistakes, mistakes that are huge.
about the depth of feeling after thirty, and the mental paraphernalia required to stay rationally upright
butterflies in my stomach torment me like a bellyache.
about the love we believe we deserve and the tireless pursuit for happiness
i’ve been hit hard and soft
about the golden ticket that i will never find even if willy wonka gives me the winning chocolate
a moment where all gods – and even satan – might forgive and forget the sins…
about solitude and bis de eadem re non sit actio of my new self and the pandemic ptsd
i know it has been quite a while since last time.
about the mental siege’s state of collective insanity and the quid pro quo of fights that we don’t need to start
i was told that i need to assume my responsibilities.
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