I feel like we’re in a wild Shakespearean hellscape where we’re poised to go to war with Denmark crossed with a toddler renaming maps based off their favorite colors in the crayon box.

Our existence is resistance.

Persist.

The queer community already has to deal with our own insecurities, families, and self-esteem. And now we have to keep not only ourselves, but an entire generation of queer folk alive.

Some of ya'll should be ashamed of yourselves. And some of ya'll--I hate your guts. I really, really do.

There’s always telling us that we’ve taken the Christ out of Christmas and then they go and take the Christ out of Christianity.

This is your salty reminder that they changed Deer Creek's name in 2001 and Sears Tower's name changed in 2009. Hell, some of y’all still aren’t sure that it’s Istanbul not Constantinople. But go one with your bad selves renaming stuff.