I can’t reject modernity but I also can’t reject tradition - I embrace them both
I listen to psychedelic pop classic jazz nocturne and 90’s rock
I listen to Fiona apple and then to aphex twin
and then to old polish rap  so I can feel like that post soviet building I cross every morning
I am rage I am unstoppable
But you would never get it - because your not a pseudo intellectual 16 year old girl
I am both the best and the worst version of myself

as his love now proclaimed full of sweet candor, honesty worth finest desserts
and yet truthfulness so sweet that it became full of vomiting repugnance
it made me want to peel of every inch of my skin and then cut every piece of my own flesh into a smaller one
and maybe if I were to be someone else I would savor every little second of that moment and it may could feel like some sort of salvation
but I am not capable of doing so
so I stay as I am full of disgust in my own sort of abyss