i am once again fighting the urge to fake my own death, move to a small city, and open a little bakery/bookshop where people can escape from the harsh reality.
melodrama is the fucking album ever okay. summer slipped us underneath her tongue our days and nights are perfumed with obsession.... let these things come out of the woodwork ill show you my best side tell you all my best lies.... honey i'll come get my things but i can't let go.... we were wild and fluorescent come home to my heart... i am my mothers child i'll love you till my breathing stops i'll love you till you call the cops on me... the truth is i am a toy that people enjoy till all of the tricks don't work anymore and then they are bored of me.... every perfect summer's eating me alive until you're gone.... blow all my friendships to sit in hell with you... (what will we do when we're sober?)...
Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.
If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.
A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.
There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.
There is no plan.
Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.
Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.
We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.
This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.
We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.
People are dying.
People are dying.
People are dying and there is no plan.
More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.
My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.
Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.
But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.
She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.
So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.
“don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.”
are you ever studying and just randomly have this brain wave about how nothing really matters?? you'll probably forget whatever it is that you're learning right now?? there's so much more to life than just some grades, exams, jobs, money, etc?? humans aren't meant to work 60 hours a week?? we were meant to be free and run around barefoot in forests and watch the sunset and swim in the oceans and try to enjoy our lives to the fullest?? capitalism has ruined our lives and there's nothing we can do about it???
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