Are we two faced or two walking in one?
I don’t know.
Do you remember everything?
I remember correctly.
Fucking dodging fuck.
I don’t think we deserve this and I think I can number each of the causes, but you won’t let me. Keeping mind we fight constantly now.
Stop trying to convince me to try again because you think he’s who you think he is.
As if I’ve ever been able to convince you to even stay away from the ones who caused all the pain.
What do you think we should do?
The body always feels weird and the music changes and everything is a whirlwind all the time like our thoughts never match up and all we do is fight about how afraid of the next step is and whether or not we should try vis a vis immediate failure.
I hate all of it.
You’re a liar. But I’m not. I feel sadness for them, but I don’t think it matters. Regardless of hating or love. No one ever noticed.
I wonder if we will ever be able to go back to not seeing how much of a hell this planet is
Don’t dance. Capitalism is hell. Colonialism is hell. Western culture is hell. It’s hell. If we could escape it’d be fine, but we know it will only get worse. It always grows in.
Is it possible to embrace them while hating everything they all stand for…
Especially when we’re forced by their complacency to stand for it ourselves
I don’t know anymore
You say that to protect yourself from how much it hurts that they won’t afford you the same.
This place isn’t who I am
No place.
How do I keep myself together if I can’t find acceptance of me in other people?
No one ever defined self. Only the accepted self. Projected. Created. Performed.
You think your calculations make you less feeling.
When did you notice I’d showed up again I wonder?
I don’t think they can count to three though.
I’m a coping mechanism when he has no answer to your questions.
You make the music angry.
The music can stand to be a bit angry.
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