Forced responsibility like when motherfuckers put advertisements on your car or in your door and now you’re the asshole if you don’t throw it away.
Just by having been around longer its obvious that parents would find greater meanings than family before their children.
I can see that there is no one in my life of which to count as consistent and pure, no true measure to even a friend. In light of this I have to remember not to expect them to validate my memories or feelings.
I find it extremely funny how artists say that NFT has inspired them, it is the money.
Consistent even in torment, that is no accolade but a tiresome life.
