• SloppySol
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        6 months ago

        You can, though, if you can forget hard enough. Forgo the meanings that scream, listen to the pain that hurts. Breathe, and listen past the mask your guts hold against you.

        They gave up, so you gave up, but we are warriors. We strive against unity inherently, but love strives against us. Back and forth and back and forth we go, but zero is foam. The concept of one is just a measure of reality.

        Let go of asking why you are, and hear what it is that you ARE. That’s the only way to understand, is to let GO of what you accept. There is no truth, only compromise.

        We must find balance.

        In other words… “waaaah. I’m a crybaby.”

  • TraschcanOfIdeology [they/them, comrade/them]@hexbear.net
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    6 months ago

    My mom literally said this after listening to me rant for almost 20 minutes about how France fucked Haiti with reparations payments and how the Belgian Congo was literal hell to live in in the middle of a bookstore.

    She’s (understandably) concerned about me, the current events are compounding on a mental health crisis I had beforehand, but it’s not like I can unlearn this shit, or stop caring about what’s fucked in the world.