I think it’s funny when people ask me why I like them. The dark
reality is that people are afraid of the mundane to the point that they
won’t take a chance. It’s easier to assume you’re a piece of shit, no?
The fact is, I have my fears, and they are alleviated when I’m not alone. Materialism is dead in my soul; I don’t care about the physical. Classism is slavery; I don’t care about status.
In constant search for the spiritual answers, I think I’m still lost. I trust will-o-wisps when my own lantern runs dry, and they lead me astray.
Don’t be a hypocrite; you will never be able to have your cake and eat it. And why would you want to? People are starving on every level in our world.
The fact is, I have my fears, and they are alleviated when I’m not alone. Materialism is dead in my soul; I don’t care about the physical. Classism is slavery; I don’t care about status.
In constant search for the spiritual answers, I think I’m still lost. I trust will-o-wisps when my own lantern runs dry, and they lead me astray.
Don’t be a hypocrite; you will never be able to have your cake and eat it. And why would you want to? People are starving on every level in our world.
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