Music. Why does it feel so goooooood?
This is essential
I’m just a stenographer for the unruly river of consciousness between my ear holes.
Time to let the sun set on my deathless offerings.
“Things are not going well,” I say, as I continue to be alive.
Choices, like stray bullets, find their mark. You’d know by the holes in every excuse you wear.
How does coincidence with the GE change anything?
Once upon a Bluesky, we agreed that folks should just ignore and block terfs, homophobes, and racists rather than help them spread their shit views around by making them visible to followers. Can we go back to that, please?
The easiest way to tell the difference between an alligator and a crocodile is that alligators are usually seen later, whereas crocodiles are most often seen after a while.