back in the states it’s just sloppy and greasy hot. Big fat nasty stink mother fucker heat. Bubble bass weather. Get off the plane immediately pissed off. Overly excited customs agent goes “Welcome back to the states!” My butt and balls are already sliding around. Fuck off.
"Members of the group Patriot Front ride the metro as a commuter looks on, during the 250th anniversary of U.S. independence in Washington, D.C., U.S., July 4, 2026. REUTERS/Cheney Orr"
terrifying realization that i'm staggeringly stupider than i was a few years ago. far more emotionally and socially present, but projects that could have been fairly easy with a few hours of research seem insurmountable now, even though my brain processes at the same speed