Me playing the sims like
meirl
Poverty is violence
Yet they still squeeze every last bit of energy and life from the working class.
The ultra rich probably don’t bother squeezing the last bits out of a tube of toothpaste
And when you’re gone, who remembers your name?
Who keeps your flame?
Who tells your story?
not this shit again
(Big thank you to all the Genjis who filmed this with me HAHAHA )
Im tired of feeling alone