my monday started with an allergic reaction to something and now i’m spending the rest of the day trying not to itch my blotchy face.
side effects of being friends with me include gaining extensive knowledge of tv shows you dont watch or care about
am i a mary kate or an ashley?
not interested in politics that don’t incorporate love
not interested in the anaesthetisation of politics
not interested in theory sans emotion
let’s use our feelings to talk about power
let’s use our feelings to fuck up power
what the fuck are you waiting for
learn how to cry again
learn how to scream again
pour yourself into things
bleed onto things
fuck shit up
let’s get visceral
don’t let dead men with books hold your heart hostage