Well I already attempted a reblog but I believe this needs to be passed on so I'm making quite sure that I do. America, sweety, we are not free. We could be. And quite easily. I think maybe, soonishly, we will be. For reals this time. At least for a little bit humans always trade [...]
I know a place Ain't nobody cryin' Ain't nobody worried Ain't no smilin' faces Lyin' to the races. I'll take you there https://youtu.be/Qsl4A9hZEto
...What was slightly horrible, was that from the stream of sound that poured out of his mouth it was almost impossible to distinguish a single word. Just once Winston caught a phrase —‘complete and final elimination of Goldsteinism’— jerked out very rapidly and, as it seemed, all in one piece, like a line of type [...]
Look idk why ok haha. I just...well I went back to Tennessee ofc. A few times. I've gone through some sort of personal hell, growing pains, every damn time. Which is weird because my sister is...essential. I cannot explain it.i love being with her so much but inside..I'm learning some tough shit. Anyway this was the [...]
*first post after making this blog. Was afraid to post it but not anymore. Sorry it sucks. True things are true.* The Original Rage... "Yes dear, very sneaky if you ask me." Actually now that ya mention it Ma don't think I did ask. "Mommy see I am smart!" Yep looks like a statement (exclamation?) if you [...]
What would you do if I told you? No I mean really told you. Everything. You might be cool and congratulate me. Honesty, real honesty, ain't easy. And rarer than a unicorn, unfortunately. A congrats would be a welcome response to such a taxing bit of writing. But... You might leave. I mean I dunno [...]
Why can't I write?! I cannot think. It's like I'm constipated. In the brains. Brainstipation. This enrages me. I've been writing since I could talk. They actually gave me the journal so I'd stfu. No joke. So I know how to fucking write! ....ok. Then that's not the real problem then is it hmm... Now [...]
It's my birthday. Kinda. I was born once, 32 years ago, and I'd like to say both my parents failed to attend (bc that's funnier) but I guess mom had to be there. He was not, ofc. But he did name me...I really wanna tell you what it was but I can't. I had it [...]
I guess they got here about an hour after I finally finished cleaning the house. I had just sat down and was taking in the peace that open space gives me and the visual satisfaction of my hard work when they arrived. With their toxic "stink", their clutter, their vibes. And they immediately destroyed not [...]
Minus the Rage 