be kind, and i will tell you

Drunk as shit on rotgut whiskey on my rooftop in Taipei.  Drunk as shit and heartbroken and unable to cry.  Mired in dark things, doing dark things, being a bad person because I could, because it was available to me, hurting people who didn’t deserve it just to see how it felt.  Crying would’ve been such a relief.  Instead I recorded poems.

be kind, and i will tell you

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