It's so dark in my soul and yet I could never hope to ignore the fact I was bound to write nothing less. To develop what I am at the end of the day: was it my fault? Yes. I never cared about absolution. I love the fact nobody cares because people look like me. So I ship drugs in secret knowing that when my butterfly days are over: I'll shapeshift into a real man hoping that I'll never age again. - Ripple Johannes Cosmos 7/22/2026