La Farfalla

Sat on the path just looking and feeling glad at all the prettiness and growth for a little while today, taking a break from antagonising our headaches by smoking too many fags. Sounded like the old guy is back next door. Hate hearing all their shitty scripted voices. We are not spending that much time outside anyway but we can still hear them if they are outside and we have the living room window open. Didn't distract us from Good Girls much though. We are not tempted by the thought of lighting the stove much without cannabis anyway. Kind of a shame but we need THCs and plenty booze or biggish gardening jobs to feel okay out there for long because of them. Its a shame too that we are still being held here without contacts or friends or family beyond the giant little man. Just because there is no one else to hug doesn't mean no one else wants to hug us or that it will always be the case..

There is many that didn't believe it was possible that we could do so much work and be left alone and hated, didn't believe that there would be zero offers as soon as we were in a position to say yes. Hope they are starting to see now how unbelievably horrible all the European and North American networks are and how much everyone just fucking lies all the fucking time and its not about money or their income or their safety but is about making sure we don't get any that we could spend on security, education, moving somewhere where are not surrounded by cold blooded genocidial fasc bots, foooood, fun, healthcare, travel or setting up anything that's positive and public. As long as I'm here like this they are not the bottom rung and that keeps their smug and comfortable subset triggered as well as all the hate programming of course. Fake life.

We do have butterflies though, had to hold Jess under our arm to take some of these. She doesn't like butterflies. Shame we couldn't give a fuck about how many moths she takes down but the farfalla! Noooo. Shameful bias.







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