catch me crying in the club
not an actual club, just my dark bedroom because I feel bad about things that are out of my control.
like the coral reefs dying.
and the amazon burning.
and my closet flooding.
and the fact that I probably won’t get to have a peaceful life with my partner because of our location and current placement on the social ladder.
but yknow, it’s fine, right? these feelings are probably karma for something i’ve done, because the last thing I deserve is personal happiness, right? right...
sorry to be a debby downer on y’all, but i’ve just gotta rant somewhere. rest easy guys, maybe it’ll get better for all of us.