my niece spent the night last night so we showed her zaboomafoo. the first thing out of her mouth, in the most serious and monotone voice, was… “who’s that puppet.”
I thought this would hurt more than 2016 but it doesn't.
That was a shock. This is just confirmation.
We now know that 2016 wasn't a fluke or an aberration, that this is what the majority wants: whiteness, patriarchy, nationalism, hatred, nihilism.
Whether I want to spend the rest of my life in such a place is something my mind isn't prepared to consider.
Right now, I just know that I'm seeing the nation with my eyes fully open and there is no mistaking what so many people I Ioved and once respected, actually value.
As heartbreaking as that is, I now know where they stand, and I know it's nowhere I want to be.
i’m gonna say it some of you are so FUCKING performative when it comes to world issues. if you voted third party I hope you sit on a cactus and it goes up your fucking colon. YOU are the fucking problem. they were never going to win and you KNEW it
if i had a nickel for every time my butterfly wings from 2018 roo gave me a last minute halloween costume i’d have 2 nickels, which isn’t a lot but weird that it happened twice
not my local radio station saying “liam left us way too soon but luckily he left us w us some hits” and next thing i know drag me down is blasting through my speakers