some folks’ relational style is
IM ALWAYS FIGHTING YOU / EVERYTHING AROUND ME
WHY ARE YOU FLEEING THAT
COWARDS
but the world as is is already too tough to make that style of intimacy preferred
‘my love language is stabbing’
the accidental ouches of a day are more than enough
keep the ouch outa my home
i’m impressed by your will to fight everyone
just not endeared
just spent a week on vacation around the southwestern u.s. stayin with various friends
some of them i didn’t like as much in theory but in practice i did bc they still had some chill
the one’s i like in theory exhausted me to my core with a perpetual buckshot rage aimed at nothing other than the conditions of existence
which i get it but good godt i’m not tryna spend time with it









