Who to vote for and who to love and how to… tell them. I want someone to tell me what to believe in. What to joke about, what not to joke about. What to like, what to hate, what to rage about.
Okay, well, I think there are people who can-No, I want someone to tell me what to wear every morning. I want someone to tell me what to wear in the morning. And I’m ashamed of not knowing what I- What you want? It’s okay not to know what you want. There’s been much masturbation, a bit of violence, and of course the endless fucking blasphemy. I’ve had a lot of sex outside of marriage.
