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Tiktok’s algorithm is fuckin toxic. All these tarot readings plant false hope in those who are desperate for any drop of it they can get.
every morning feels like death. and every day I just have to try my best to navigate and accept this new reality. one that feels like I’m crawling through hell. what a twisted trip it was to have felt as if I was finally living in true love and happiness to discover it was all a facade, a dream. to be rudely awakened to this nightmare, it’s fucking excruciating. my entire being is in shock…devastated.
.
the confliction between
attachment
to hope
and
obsession
with doubt,
consumes
and corrodes.
.
“Well, the rain had stopped but the pain was still there.”— Charles Bukowski; Pulp
