“u hard to deal with” good leave me alone
then the voice in my head said, whether you love what you love or live in a divided ceaseless revolt against it, what you love is your fate
Words from guilty of dust by Frank Bidart
Love is where all of us belong!
[Image ID: a black and white typography edit that reads “don’t you think you’ve made yourself hard to love?” in the right corner is an astronaut. the entire image is textured to look aged and photocopied. /End ID]
The Myth of Sisyphus, Camus / Untitled, Sung Hwa Kim l