you may notice i use the phrase “my beloved” frequently. this is because i am in love with the world and everything in it. hope this clears things up <3
girl help the pessimists found me
“girl help i am staunchly refusing to realise my own naivete in a world almost completely made up of things that couldnt care less about me or are actively exploiting me”
Girl help the pessimists are mistaking an inherently meaningless universe for an inhumane and joyless one rather than recognizing the opportunity to make one’s own meaning and joy and to spread those things to others
The world is full of misery, yes. But that is why I *choose* to be happy and full of love, because it’s something I can choose to do. Rolling over and accepting whatever cruelties this bitch of an Earth dishes out is just letting it win. This love is a weapon. Joy is an act of resistance.
