is loss really just that? is loss really just sadness that lasts forever?
man whoever came up with life, it fucking sucks you’ve got to fix something. we’re all living on a rock and not knowing when will be the last day humanity even exists. and! we’re driven to live through this hell just because there’s the instinct to live. turns out what’s really keeping us alive is the least evolved part of our entities, ironic. what’s progress even worth then.
anyways. i’m tired. my eczema got worse again. i feel slightly nothing.










