The Moon Invites The Madness

Uh oh accidentally gave myself an existential crisis this app is a wild fucking ride

It’s so true how if you Fuck Around you might Find Out

Why is it that when I endure some sort of discomforting event I feel the urge to tell everyone close to me? A physical pull to place this into the hands of others, to ask them to hold my hurt so I can look away from it. So I can pretend and turn a blind eye? So I can spread these pieces of me around and I can bear a lighter load? Am I asking to watch the emotion echo and understand that it’s real, and has a tangible weight? Maybe it is easier to interpret from another than reflect on my own being.