Things will get better. I’ve already made sure of it.
They can’t hurt you any more. Or anyone else, for that matter.
For real tho this is how my immigrant parents think/cope with life and honestly I think it keeps them going pretty effectively
Everything will be alright. Do you really think you have a choice?
There’s an album I like titled “Good living is coming for you” and I like that it sounds positive at first, but on further thought it’s more menacing.
Hang in there. You will, because to do otherwise would mean falling to your death and you cling tenaciously to life.
I want an inspiro-bot-esque generator that just endlessly spins out menacing positivity. I’d put that in an old-school digital photo frame.
The OG is Psalm 23:6 in a more accurate translation than what most people know:
“Surely goodness and mercy will chase me down all the days of my life…”
It’s less ominous if you just pretend it’s your dog <3
That thing is broken, don’t worry it will repair itself.
i mean this is pretty much the conclusion of the communist manifesto: you cannot stop the proletariat revolution, only delay it.
You will succeed, or else.
Be happy while you still can.
You did well, Anakin.
I’m positive you’re fucked.
