this is bad. i have been hearing the words i didn’t even know i have been wanting to hear. and we all have the idea of what could be the next domino in this effect or the next wave in this ripple. a quandary is building up. i fear the thought of falling in the chasm of confusion—constantly questioning the facticity of the human words or checking out the possible existence of a neglected blemish in my soul.
this is so bad it feels so safe.
