i was fonting with that wolf i met in the group chat the other night.
he asked me:

“With everything you went through,
are you ruthless with the way you are with people?
I am.
If someone does anything to hurt me,
I go off.”

my response…

first off,
there is nothing wrong with looking good with your partner.
you both present well and look like you smell like expensive ass fragrances.
absolutely nothing wrong with that.
the designer relationships look expensive,
but it’s all about overly selling a presentation like a luxury storefront.
behind the curated aesthetics,
and the “we woke up like dis” filtered everything,
it looks like an endless product placement of a relationship.
there’s often nothing real holding it together.
even the sex on their OFs is curated.
it’s not intimacy; it’s marketing.
marketing to poor lonely souls who yearn for their own brand of designer too.
these designer relationships aren’t built to last…

a season of ghosting,
or aka season of isolation,
is not the kind where you just need a weekend to recharge.
it’s the kind that sneaks up after a breakup,
a major disappointment,
job loss,
or losing someone you love.
suddenly,
you don’t feel like doing anything or being around anyone.
this season can last days,
weeks,
and sometimes,
it can last for even years.
i accepted that i’ve been in my ghosting era for a while now…

on the last day of february,
which i didn’t realize was the last day,
i randomly made the decision that i wanted a reset.
i was seeing a lot of signs about starting over.
i legit had a notification pop up on my phone:

“Begin again“.

um,
isn’t that weird????????
a lot of shit went down on the last day of last month or leading up to it that week…

This picture is brutal but it is life.
It is the circle of life.

i had a dream about this picture last night and it came with a message.
as you can see,
that picture is a leopard who killed a monkey,
while its child clung to its lifeless body.
it was shot by igor altuna.
what’s interesting is that…

How are you doing?

waits for you to font me how you are doing
i get it.
i totally get it.
we are living in strange times and every day,
we get a fresh headline of a new executive order or some other fuck shit.
you start thinking about your job security,
your future,
your past,
and that pesky question:

“How bad is it going to get?”

it’s making it’s way downtown and its walking fast.
i can font things will be fine but honestly:

I don’t know.
i truly don’t know.

here is the truth in full font.
ready?…