Once you recognize with technicolor clarity,
that most people are lying about their own biographies,
you will understand instantly,
why others don't have the capacity to comfort
in ways that we can actually feel.
This is why some of us walk around with a broken heart:
It's not possible to touch,
be touched,
or connect deeply,
with those that live in fabricated bubbles
of narcissistic propaganda.
Who the hell are we really dealing with
when we get involved with other people ?
And why do so many people have the audacity
to present themselves as being more fabulous
than they actually are ?
It's gross.
