violent dysfuntion

values disintegrate with your verbal dysentery as we all listen, watch, absorb and process each other, trying to make sense of the dysfunction

i am also tempted to back out, to withdraw, the flight response is somehow embedded in my genetic code, but i dont because i'm a sadist. i'm all about the root cause, i live for the root cause, i can spend hours trying to get to the root cause, so i stick it out for the fucking root cause.

vehemently dispised, how very destructive we are when it comes to trying to make sense of the dysfunction

i cannot celebrate, for me it is a dark day, a black day, a day of sorrow and anger and resentment and pity. i am full of rage i'm not allowed to express, full of hurt i keep to myself, full of the shit u filled me with. i feel emotionally raped.

the vernacular is full of distrust, the consequences violently daunting as we try to make sense of the dysfunction

self-awareness really cant be taken for granted...how can some people be so blind, so oblivious, so UNAWARE about themselves? how does the magic of living and experiencing and understanding still manage to cloud our reality? i dont know how to undo it, i dont think i can undo it, not alone, not like this, not under these circumstances.

life is all about timing.