A Curse & A Human
Anyone else ever feel like maybe curses are real? Like you know you're a good person and there's no reason you should be enduring the same horrible experience over and over but despite the odds that at some point it should be ok it always seems to go bad. And you rack your brain trying to figure out what influence you had to ruin it but the only thing you can come up with is that curses are real, or humanity is a real piece of shit and you refuse to believe the latter because they also bring so much joy.













