You won't do any more housework Then you go to the bin.
I saw hell. The hospital had divided and conquered pretty successfully.
It would appear that love is dead. Or very likely in a bad way.
No one should be adored, it's fundamentally immoral.
Ah, but depression - that is what we all hate. We the afflicted. Whereas the relatives and shrinks, the tribal ring, they rather welcome it: you are quiet and you suffer.
For it is precisely because certain groups have no representation in a number of recognized political structures that their position tends to be so stable, their oppression so continuous.