I have been thinking. It‘s not that I don’t want to write, it’s just a bit boring to not put more honesty into my priorities for writing. Boasting isn’t what you are planning to do, either? Since my promotion has significantly increased the amount of focus I chose to divulge in, and my other agitations in life are just going WELL, I have to get super duper uncomfortable with the sheer inescapability of me reaping the benefits of taking myself accountable for such a long time

EUROPE I CUSSING LOVE YOU Allen Menschen recht getan, ist eine Kunst, die niemand kann. Allen Menschen da draußen mag es möglicherweise nicht bewusst sein; wir befinden uns, jedoch, in einer sehr spannenden Phase für Europa. Heute durfte ich endlich ‘nein’ sagen. Nein zu der reidigen Exploitierung meiner Privatsphäre, meines Gedankenguts, meines Selbst. Vielen, vielen Dank an alle, die sich wohlverdient diesen Sieg für das Gute in uns erkämpft haben, damit ich meine Ruhe habe

This one will be chill I promise. I can’t hear anything, is it playing already? Try not to balk at the thought of it. What’s that supposed to mean. I said enough already, may I ask a question instead? My nodding is the indication of a yes, go ahead. Is it wise to care about time? I guess so. Alright… And letting go is what happened; the breaks of the vehicle loosened, and her gaze faded into oblivion. The pitch of darkness torn by nearby residential complexes made the departu

“It all makes sense now. I mean it.” Lila exclaimed, her eyes staring into the clouds below the distant, blue sky above us. Albeit unconscious, she managed to maintain an esthetic and composure that I had to be sharper than a knife for. I blame the government, not her. We aren’t asking for world peace, just common sense. Someone didn’t do his job. Why is she to blame, then? I was lucky enough to hold her; although had her neighbor Tierré not helped lay her into the shade of t

So, anyways, I was saying. The train sped up, slowed, and came to a stop. You mean at the station? It was about a hundred meters away, the sign - on the underground wall across from the window I was sitting next to - said so. What? I saw a sign. About object permanence? No, idiot, a “100m ->” sign. The doors opened and everyone started panicking and running towards the exit. Turns out the train was malfunctioning, and they expected me to stay inside the train carriage until t