DMV

This is my whimsical decree appointing Theo – currently residing in R2 – as your astral companion, The Mood Guardian, tasked to tenderly lick your nose whenever sadness looms on the horizon. He is a Hungarian vizsla puppy, given to me as a gift by a friend. I got him during my first summer break […]

Infinite Love.

Forget the sadness, it is what it is. Infinite Love. 

It depends on you. It is the ultimate absurdity but I love you. Infinite, Sad Smile.

But I can’t promise that there won’t be more ”tantrums”. Infinite Love.

You keep me outside. Infinite sorrow.

Can you give me a hint, at least, as to why it’s so difficult to offer me some real reassurance? Something that it wouldn’t expose you. I need to put an end to this painful cycle.