That kind of sums humanity.
Stock put into something as frivolous as an opinion and trying to make that opinion something substantial when all it is insubstantial air giving time to breathe.
Long f ucking sentence. Like watching this season.
Numbers seem to mean so much, without giving any meaning. Percentages, graphs, statistics, trying to give meaning to humans.
Humans. Errors. That’s what it is. Mistakes. Perfection. F uck off.
Everything great was created by things that were f ucked up. Death. Breeda life.
Don’t aim for perfect. Aim for less.
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