Hold please

Everyone I know almost is depressed. Like a long, bad depression. It was like that for me for a while, and I’m the sunniest motherfucker you ever met. I think it’s that fucking bastard and how bad he makes good people feel all the time. Because I mostly just keep good...

Questions on being free

How do I burn my desire to change what cannot be changed? In many ways, it’s been my life’s work to set free that which is imprisoned, release who is trapped, open what is closed. Fight for what is hard but right. Nurture what is abandoned. Have I? Am I? Will I? Seems...