"online" all the evils right. abuser, transfem separatist, unaware charlatan who white elephant gifts stories of a caring state. so you figure theres respite, but then you log off and you learn about new evils, like "unsafe driver" and "coworker whose central metaphor for trans people is an Adam Sandler movie". so you delve into the self, looking for an escape, and learn about sorrow and persecutor headmate and the unresolved. and now youre in the things you feel like you can change and the way out of the dark night of the soul is making that one of the evils too. and they say you got all that from three tarot cards and i say no its not your weed or your kropotkin book club it's about wanting to say an abnormal truth in the face of a normal question. thats that matrix or whatever, thats that ocean vuong shit, that's why i want to speak uncanny unsettling style forever the rest of my life
im too sleepy to understand this but this fucks hard