Saturday, November 5, 2016

Truth

I actually sort of *like* the idea of having everyone over for a pool party once I've cried so much that my apartment is flooded. You're not being disrespectful if I *invite* you to do it.

It has this freaky bitter cathartic fuck society quality to it, like Sadness would be her glory and Joy would be totally frantic trying to mop up the place while everyone else parties on like nothing's wrong and everything's wrong all at the same time because it's okay to not be okay.

So yeah that's my freaky fantasy at the moment. 

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