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my bleeding black heart
sometimes bleeds bubblegum pink.
aldous huxley once said, "the trouble with fiction is that it makes too much sense. reality never makes sense."
more + more it seems that "complicated" is just another word for "inefficient" + we cling to romantic notions of a chaotic, wild universe because it allows us to be submissive to invisible forces (that perhaps do not exist at all): destiny, fate, love...it is so easy to be overwhelmed.