Am I not supposed to be fucking in times like these?

Am I not supposed to find solace in the warmth of other bodies that are also suffering in times like these?

Am I not supposed to love in times like these?

I won’t stop fucking.

I won’t stop finding solace.

I won’t stop loving.

I won’t stop feeling.

Because when we stop feeling, they’ve won.

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