Honestly? Probably the most laughable thing to me about Fyre Festival is that there’s been so many reports of thievery and stolen wallets, clothes, etc when it’s literally been like 24 hours and these people clearly are well off, some dare I say loaded. They all can shell upwards of $12,000 to the tune and promise of rentable yachts and beach yoga but the minute they’re in mildly inconvenient straights they all turn on eachother and start nabbing up whatever’s unsecured even though they’re RICH and if that doesn’t say something about the ultimate nature of the bourgeoisie then I don’t know what does
Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
There is a silence, because when a heart breaks, the person becomes the definition of emptiness. Even when their world crumbles and falls apart in their hands, it is silent. There’s a cruel realization in heartbreak, and it’s that you know you’re about to live where the sun no longer shines; where you can’t even see that your clouds have gone to grey.
People like you don’t notice girls like me. You’re the type of person to play sports and hang out with large group of people, whereas I’m the type of person to hang out with a few friends and read a book. Some say opposites attract, but not in my case.
opposites attract // excerpt from a book I’ll never write #9