liminial spaces

Wednesday the 15th. What an excellent day. Middle of the week, middle of the month. Truly, we are in the middle of things.

sorry im not giving into the cutting out sweet treats propaganda. life is hard enough

i love those blinking red lights they put on top of radio towers and windmills and skyscrapers etc, theyre like electronic flowers or something to me

the stevebucky dynamic of ’they could break everything in me except my love for you’ vs ’they fixed my every ailment but my love for you remained so it must be right and holy’ is. insane

indeed.com/careers/search/haunting_the_narrative

every single ICE agent could simultaneously die in the slowest most gruesome most painful manner imaginable & it would still not be enough