I'm not such a pussy that I need to hide my emotions in the shower. I cry everywhere, openly. Fuck anyone who cares.
Have a good cry at the bus stop. Have a good cry at the theater. Have a good cry at the coffee shop. Have a good cry while getting a tattoo. Have a good cry at the park. Have a good cry in your car (not while driving that's dangerous). Have a good cry wherever the fuck you feel like.
We're all suffering out here, it's time to stop feeling like we all have to hide it from one another.
You can get away with it in London. Source: experience.
You can cry on the tube and the bus, and the rule of "don't make eye contact" means everyone just leaves you the heck alone and lets you get on with it it peace. I've twice cried while serving customers (after being bullied by a manager, two different jobs) and customers just try to get out of there. They might look at you a bit concerned but they mostly mind their own business.
We can be sure because its impossible to get a photo of the entire milky way, but otherwise it seems accurate enough, pointing to an outer spur and having two satellite galaxies
I'm pretty sure that's Andromeda colored oddly, but I'm sure if there is life in that galaxy they too have discovered the wonders of a parasitic class that creates shit jobs people hate going to just so the can afford food.
When my depression advanced, I was hopeful that not having feelings would mean not being sad anymore. I was disappointed, turns out feeling something is better than feeling nothing. Talk about a devil's bargain.
Good luck out there, stranger. Tomorrow's another day
Life is a cycle. I am suffering today so i can afford to suffer tomorrow. Makes sense.
Life is only worth living if you are a masochist.
Nothing will change as long as we are piloting decaying, constantly hurting meat-bags trough a world of artificially created horrors like war, hunger, poverty and natural horrors like disease, aging and drought.
Whenever you feel overwhelmed by life, lay down on your bed, close your eyes, and listen to this.
Thank god I’m not literally anywhere else in that picture, I would be either suffocating from lack of oxygen burning in a star or wet nude crying and in public.