A message from the Admin & her family* In times of abject crisis, it is my right to REGRESS & still… If you’re like me & feel politically inarticulate, feel nervous to write emails & make calls, I enthusiastically recommend the @5calls app & @resistbot ! They provide scripts, talking points, & the contact information to your local reps. I recommend putting them in your own words so your messages don’t get filtered out. Don’t let the fear of people picking apart your words prevent you from speaking out on what you feel is right in your chest. You know, people pretty regularly pick apart what I have to say, accuse me of virtue-signaling, being cringe etc etc. ¯_(ツ)_/¯ I’m not in politics, I know I have biases, i can misspeak or panic-post crap, but I try to stay open-minded if people disagree. Sadly tho a lot of terminally online social media liberals have been conditioned to be scathing & malicious about it, so it appears the left cannibalizes itself online so the people who speak up get worn down and stop and the people who don’t speak up continue to do so out of fear of getting it wrong and getting dogged. It feels like we’re frozen in place. Not as accepting, tolerant, or good at communicating as the left whacks its lil choads off to be! Putting on a big idealist halloween mask that conceals a lot of confusion, despair, nail-biting & so on. Everyone is ultimately just frustrated or scared. It’s so OK & reasonable to be those things and now we have the added fear of gov’t legal implications. The illusion is that social media makes us think this is an accurate map for collective social conscience in our real world, which is not true. Social media only represents a fraction of the world. Grains of salt etc etc etc. Just kno that anyone on here commenting on your posts saying you’re not doing enough is probably simultaneously sad, tired, afraid, & not doing enough themselves. Lastly, try wiping front to back to keep feces from getting inside your womb 😌 (Note from Admin: No, I don’t support Starbucks OR England. She just works there and had just come home from work with her apron still on when we’d snapped the picture. *Blood family, NOT “chosen”.
Fact: when I was maybe 4 years old, I was crawling around shirtless (pervert) playing on the ground underneath an ironing table while the iron was heating up, and I bumped the table and the iron fell flat on my back. I think I remember it as being one of my earliest memories, but it maybe just me having an implanted memory from my family telling me about it when I was young, me visualizing it, and creating the false memory. I had a scar on my back from it that shrunk as I grew bigger. I don’t know if it’s still there bc I have stopped looking. I don’t like looking back there. And a huge thank you to everyone who came out to my NY and St. Louis shows, to the hilarious @richard_perez and @hanktina ,and to the audience members who volunteered! 💞 And to @rustinmccann and @andrew___david for the photos ☁️💫🙏
Fact: when I was maybe 4 years old, I was crawling around shirtless (pervert) playing on the ground underneath an ironing table while the iron was heating up, and I bumped the table and the iron fell flat on my back. I think I remember it as being one of my earliest memories, but it maybe just me having an implanted memory from my family telling me about it when I was young, me visualizing it, and creating the false memory. I had a scar on my back from it that shrunk as I grew bigger. I don’t know if it’s still there bc I have stopped looking. I don’t like looking back there. And a huge thank you to everyone who came out to my NY and St. Louis shows, to the hilarious @richard_perez and @hanktina ,and to the audience members who volunteered! 💞 And to @rustinmccann and @andrew___david for the photos ☁️💫🙏
Fact: when I was maybe 4 years old, I was crawling around shirtless (pervert) playing on the ground underneath an ironing table while the iron was heating up, and I bumped the table and the iron fell flat on my back. I think I remember it as being one of my earliest memories, but it maybe just me having an implanted memory from my family telling me about it when I was young, me visualizing it, and creating the false memory. I had a scar on my back from it that shrunk as I grew bigger. I don’t know if it’s still there bc I have stopped looking. I don’t like looking back there. And a huge thank you to everyone who came out to my NY and St. Louis shows, to the hilarious @richard_perez and @hanktina ,and to the audience members who volunteered! 💞 And to @rustinmccann and @andrew___david for the photos ☁️💫🙏
Fact: when I was maybe 4 years old, I was crawling around shirtless (pervert) playing on the ground underneath an ironing table while the iron was heating up, and I bumped the table and the iron fell flat on my back. I think I remember it as being one of my earliest memories, but it maybe just me having an implanted memory from my family telling me about it when I was young, me visualizing it, and creating the false memory. I had a scar on my back from it that shrunk as I grew bigger. I don’t know if it’s still there bc I have stopped looking. I don’t like looking back there. And a huge thank you to everyone who came out to my NY and St. Louis shows, to the hilarious @richard_perez and @hanktina ,and to the audience members who volunteered! 💞 And to @rustinmccann and @andrew___david for the photos ☁️💫🙏
