Me, tears streaming down my face, sobbing, as I stare at the stars: it’s just so beautiful
The medieval peasant I went back in time to give a bag of Doritos to, concerned: what terrible and powerful sorcerers they must have in your age, to be able to veil the vault of heaven itself from view, as you say
Me, sniffling: I didn’t realize, I can’t, it’s so much, I, I… are the chips good, at least?
Medieval peasant, trying to make me feel better: they’re… magical, strange traveler
This hit 10k in A DAY
Y’all ok?
No. I want the night sky back. I want sparrows back. I want to see as many butterflies as I did when I was a child. I want fucking insects to go splat on my fucking windshield because at least that means there's insects. I want the woods I grew up in to not have died. I want "oh look, a plane!" back instead of "wow, I can't see a single plane in the sky, weird." I want clothes that survive being washed and washing machines that survive being used. I want to not see overpriced strawberries from Egypt rotting on the supermarket shelf when it's not strawberry season. I want tomatoes that taste like tomatoes.
I'm so sick of the world they made for us.
