and so the cruelest disease afflicting our hollow age is not war nor famine but the desperate need to correct another's timeline of trivial sins, as brianna chickenfry stares into the void and names the fraud we all pretend not to see that even our small hookups are built on nothing but convenient lies while west wilson fumbles his alibi like a man dropping his last coin into an frozen puddle and amanda batula becomes just another ghost haunteing someone else's sloppy season of manufactured despair while we all watch and ache for something that was never real to begin with bc the truth doesnt set you free it just makes the party sadder