The world is going to shit, and all the billionaires are going to space.
December 13, 2022
So tell me you love me. Tell me now, before everything goes up in flames and time runs out and we all collide with the sun or the moon or the rocket the billionaires left in. Laugh at the irony while there's still time left to laugh. Hold my hand and kiss me on the mouth and tell me you'll love me forever because you're looking eternity right in the face and there is literally nothing left to lose. There's no right-person-wrong-time speech when forever is this short, so I will be your right-person-for-the-end-of-the-world. I will be your right-person-for-now-because-now-is-all-we-have-left.
December 13, 2022.
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