The world is obsessed with dystopia. We seem to crave these dark stories, and even romanticize the end of the world...

    our inner dialogue: we love the rich. we love that they have so many things. we feel that we haven’t succeeded until we have achieved the fraction of the wealth that they have. look at all the cars they have... all the b*tches too. we want fancy cars and b*tches. there is nothing wrong with doing whatever it takes to better your own life. who cares about the lives of others? we don’t. but the rich care about us and they encourage us to be like them. “open the door! step through to our side” they say to us while they have their wretched bodies pressed against the otherside. “are you pushing hard enough?!”


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