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I feel like I'm sinking again. I laugh at boyfriend's jokes and stop midway feeling all hollow and empty. I'm the happiest I have ever been and yet I'm sinking again. Is this what happens to people who stay with toxic people for too long? I feel like I'm shackled to the walls and there's no way out except falling to the depths of this darkness.

Art is slowly crumbling under the weight of capitalistic expectations.

when money takes precedence over art, your favourite shows get cancelled, and new ones get made, but your new subject of obsession is soon deemed unprofitable and disappears into the void that is greedy pockets, until a new successor emerges, itself burdened with a prophecy of success until it inherently fails, doomed by the narrative

because the idea of profits has conflated with that of worth and art is slowly crumbling under the weight of capitalistic expectations