People tell me that all I need is someone to hold my hand, run their fingers through my hair, and tell me that everything will be alright.
Well, I fucking hate people. That’s what I have to say about that. I will kick you in the nether-regions if you get that close.
Bad week. Need some escapism, stat.
“People tell me that all I need is someone to hold my hand, run their fingers through my hair, and tell me that everything will be alright.”
I generally advocate optimism and earnestness but I have come to a similar conclusion.
i like to repeat (with gritted teeth) “fuck the bullshit.” despite being somewhat nonsensical, it captures that sentiment.*
i feel you, nico. hang in there.
*: I told someone today that I couldn’t wait to be out of my 20s. Pessimism, bitterness, or honesty?
come on guys! cheer up!