Why you acting like anyone likes these politics mother fuckers?
All of them wiped off the face of the earth tomorrow I wouldn’t shed a tear. Do you think I care if youre indignant?
Its all a means to an end. Im particularly thrilled its Newsom deploying these tactics because they are risky. Sure, they work, he reaps the rewards. They back fire his ambitions have to shrink. In the mean time he’s helping people like AOC and others find the path.
Im sad everyday. I wish I knew you so I could give you comfort and we could really bitch about this shit to each other endlessly. My appetite for depression and hopelessness is bottomless. Except, I have to get up each morning and make sure the people I love know Im ok and the people I support are supported. So when Im not doing that, I think on the cracks that still shine daylight, metaphorically speaking, and paw at them with my bare hands hoping something gives.
Of course. I’m not stupid. But I’m going to keep saying “fuck this guy” until he stops being that fucking guy.
This is not a two horse race. Not yet. And even if it were, I’d be shouting “fuck this guy” as I tick his name on the ballot.
“Not being exactly like the worst president in the short history of this fucking country” is just not fucking good enough.
FUCK THIS GUY.
Why you acting like anyone likes these politics mother fuckers?
All of them wiped off the face of the earth tomorrow I wouldn’t shed a tear. Do you think I care if youre indignant?
Its all a means to an end. Im particularly thrilled its Newsom deploying these tactics because they are risky. Sure, they work, he reaps the rewards. They back fire his ambitions have to shrink. In the mean time he’s helping people like AOC and others find the path.
Dude, I’m just sad the only person to fight back is transphobic trash AND that the transphobia is an active part of the strategy.
He’s saying “fuck those guys, no one cares about them”. And people like you go “bravo sir can we have more”.
Im sad everyday. I wish I knew you so I could give you comfort and we could really bitch about this shit to each other endlessly. My appetite for depression and hopelessness is bottomless. Except, I have to get up each morning and make sure the people I love know Im ok and the people I support are supported. So when Im not doing that, I think on the cracks that still shine daylight, metaphorically speaking, and paw at them with my bare hands hoping something gives.