The sheer amount of fake and gay has, at times, disturbed me to a point of almost questioning the fabric of reality itself, like a very uneasy instability. Then I remember, if I had no tv or internet, reality would be just fine, aside from the actual bad reality... but only after it hits me, and I'd know it was real (and gay). At least it'd be real?!
The sheer amount of fake and gay has, at times, disturbed me to a point of almost questioning the fabric of reality itself, like a very uneasy instability. Then I remember, if I had no tv or internet, reality would be just fine, aside from the actual bad reality... but only after it hits me, and I'd know it was real (and gay). At least it'd be real?!