A lot of positive things have been happening in my life these last few months. These positive experiences and happenings are tainted with other's pain. I'm tired of the sad news and I'm tired of worrying.
Fucking hell I hate not knowing. All the thoughts that immediately go through my head that might be happening are sick and twisted. I hate it because that part of this world is sick and twisted. I hate that those I care about keep popping their heads into that horror to say 'hi'.
They either get sucked into its sickness for indeterminate amounts of time suffering or they die.
I gotta go easy. Its probably not as bad as I think. I'm certain that there is very little good to be found, though.
Please be well
Fucking hell I hate not knowing. All the thoughts that immediately go through my head that might be happening are sick and twisted. I hate it because that part of this world is sick and twisted. I hate that those I care about keep popping their heads into that horror to say 'hi'.
They either get sucked into its sickness for indeterminate amounts of time suffering or they die.
I gotta go easy. Its probably not as bad as I think. I'm certain that there is very little good to be found, though.
Please be well

Always.