sometimes i come home from work a lil drained by customers. but last night i came home and fell asleep laughing at the things i’ve actually gotten and replied to as a cashier. some of them went like this:
The kindest thing literature does is remind you that your peculiar little feelings have always existed. Someone, in some century, was equally confused by love, bored by society, tired of performing, and hungry for meaning.
The artist behind this painting, Criselda Vasquez, painted this portrait of her parents in 2017. The man in this painting, her father, was recently taken by ICE. He has lived in the United States for forty years. This loss has made it hard for the family to support themselves. If you want to support them, you can go to their GoFundMe here:
https://t.co/Mgp7W8m5xJ