nothing but love man. you and everyone else are always there for me. always real when i need you to be. couldn't ask for better friends

there's good people out there. people so good you can't understand why they bother lifting you up. i am blessed to have some people like that. it confuses me like nothing else. but sometimes a hand on the shoulder, or to hear a loving laugh makes it feel like the summer birds are singing again

my father's sisters dug into my grandmother's corpse for meager bits of money none of them needed, like starving, feral hyenas. the world has only felt more hopeless since then. since the mask fell off of people i was supposed to love and rely on. and you start to see it everywhere

i must sound insane. i don't know, i guess i just desire community. real, supportive community. on a scale a romantic partner and a handful of real ass friends can't provide. a tribe. a group of people who's love goes beyond blood or lust.

maybe it's the sun going down a little after lunchtime talking, but the world feels so quiet and cold. and no, it isn't just the winter weather. there's just this silence all around us and the older i get the more it gets to me. it's always there. the second someone isn't talking to you

something i grew to appreciate quickly is that the bear isn't the "angry yelling show" all of the time, like most of the clips that get posted would have you think. there's so many quiet moments, happy moments. the show is amazing at balancing tones

It is an incredibly unique game that is very fun, and has to be the most social game I've played outside of like vr chat I guess. Masterpiece. Want to play the sequel asap

even if public opinion turns to the point that they face real repercussions, which it won't, it's too late. i am a much more bitter, sad person than i was before this happened. this is what humanity really is. illusions of ethics fall to the wayside. we're still evil primates killing each other.

"bu bu bu but we're going to do a new nuremberg-" does (rightfully) executing a few high ranking officials bring families back. limbs back. happiness back. this is an evil allowed to exist, at such a scale that there is no justice at the end. justice is impossible now.

all of this, so they can sit in the homes they murdered for, just as pissed off as they were before the genocide, not appreciating what they stole even an iota. just as miserable and cruel as they were at the beginning. just ready to start the loop again. still angry. never satisfied. i hate them.

and you know what? they will never be satisfied either. there'll always be a new scapegoat for them to gnash their fascist teeth at. their murderous, genocidal rage will never go away. soon enough there'll be a new enemy somewhere nearby. and it'll all happen again.