RIP, Papa.

I created my Twitter account in 2007. Today, I finally deleted it. Nazis have absolutely no place in this world.

I've only ever truly been in love once. That man now hates every fibre of my being. It's unlikely I'll ever experience that kind of love again.
He's blocked me everywhere, but if he ever sees this: I'm truly sorry for how I made you feel.

Struggling to see the point of it all rn.
I contribute nothing of importance. Nothing I say or do matters.
I have no real purpose, other than to just.. exist. To use resources, to consume, only to ultimately perish eventually.
It's all just so pointless.

Getting the distinct impression that anyone who's ever got to know me either a) actually despises me, or b) couldn't give a flying fuck whether I was alive or not right now. It's like.. why am I even here? Why do I bother?

PayPal Honey is basically if BonziBuddy pretended to save/make you money.

The fact that Trump and Republicans jumped on the name and face of the New Orleans attacker and declared he was an "illegal immigrant" despite his being born and raised in America is a pretty good sign of how the mass deportations are going to go.

Today, my heart is broken. 💔

I want to take some time to remember my friend, Rachel, who died yesterday, aged 42, after a long illness. Rachel was one of a kind. She was fiercely smart, sharp as a tack, hilarious, vivacious, gregarious, understanding, loving, kind, and sweet.

The world's beacon of freedom and democracy has dimmed to a 2-watt filament bulb.

America had a good run.

Brace yourselves, America. Project 2025 is coming.
They tried to tell y'all what'd happen and what you'd be in for, but you didn't listen/care.
I fear this cancer of hatred and ignorance will spread its influence around the world.

Iowa's gone. It's over.

FFS America. Why are you like this?

Finally! Here at last.