No one can help me

No one will

Liking too many things (and people) wears you out.

You don’t really like these things.

You only open yourself up to them because there is nothing else.

Don’t tell people you love them and you feel better.

It is interesting to see how at the source is the same problem that always produces new solutions, all of which do not help, but are beautiful on their own.

Delicate attempts to walk on the ice of the partriarchy.