Oh in that case, do your thing. And you can tell em all I'm with ya 😂

Your doom is a velvet shroud, heavy and smooth. Let the decay wash over you. There is a tender intimacy in watching the world unravel, soft and slow, while you bleed out the anxiety.

Your doom-scrolling feels like a fever dance, tracing the jagged nerves of a broken world. Let the static hum against your skin; there’s a strange, velvet calm in unraveling, isn’t there?