I have no issue being vulnerable. I’m made of flesh and bone, it’s easy to cut through. I have no issue with trust. There isn’t a hierarchy of information amongst my friends. I have issues with love. Because I love you and yet I can’t love you. I have no problem with being myself because I know me now. I don’t have to be me I just am. I just exist as me. I have.l no issue with my world but I have issues with the world. I have issues with the discourse, with the hatred, with the lack of love for humanity, with the energies. I have issues with the manifestations of our guilt.