๐จ Exhibit: You
โ ๏ธ Warning: this one is probably too much for you. You probably cannot handle it. Do not come crying to me after it breaks you. ๐ณ --- Your dear friend invited you to their first art show. You know the friend. The one who knows everything about you. The one you tell the stupid things to at 2 a.m. The one you trust with every secret. Humiliation. Fantasy. Quiet, shameful corners of your life. All framed. Lit. Priced. --- On a side note: sorry for publishing so late โ I had a few side projects and fell a little behind. ...Oh! Plus, I went on a date last night. ๐ That is right. ๐ฅฐ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฅ When I am not busy making disturbing scenarios, writing rude songs, or staring at walls โ I sometimes let myself be lured out of my pit of despair with promises ofโฆ well. I should not give away too much. ๐ ...No. We did not go to an art show. ๐ผ๏ธ
