Desperado.

I surrender myself to women who perhaps don’t desire me in the slightest.

I must choke this desperation for a woman before it chokes me out of existence.

Can I ever? Can I make myself be who I am not?

Date

13 July 2022

Up next

Bleeding mountains. The mountains of the Himalaya are sliced without their permission to make roads upon which ugly vehicles will pass. Where they are cut, sand along

Previously

Excessive individualism is ruinous.