[ E R R O+ R 1 9 5 1 7 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] With shame, I am disgusted by ho+w readily he accepts the chains. I beg fo+r him to+ fight back, to+ take charge o+f his o+wn fate. He do+es no+t hear me. He cho+o+ses no+t to+ listen. Do+es he no+t kno+w that the swift, brutal death his refusal co+uld bring will be mo+re merciful? I refused to+ lo+o+k my pro+blems in the eye as a child; I let my hatred fo+r the wo+rld burn thro+ugh me so+ tho+ro+ughly that I refused to+ make any mo+ves to+ change it. I wanted so+meo+ne else to+ change it all. No+t me, I had to+ld myself. It isn't fair that I seem to+ be the o+nly o+ne who+ sees this. After I had co+me to+ kno+w my clade, my family, I refused to+ allo+w them to+ see my burdens. I lo+ve them greatly; who+ am I, to+ put my struggles o+nto+ them? I kno+w they saw it, my fear, my desperatio+n. To+ ease my spirit, he wo+uld so+ rarely tell me his fears. I did no+t want my co+ncern fo+r him to+ beco+me ano+ther weight he had to+ carry. And no+w he drags his iro+ns, alo+ne. #viado+lo+ro+sa #easter2026
[[ my broken fucking heart