"though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
i have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night"
I need someone who will sit on a rooftop with me at 2 in the morning and will tell me their favorite songs and their family problems and how they think the earth was made
"Why do you want this job?"
Because under capitalism I am forced to sell my labor in order to subsist.