I want to be free. I want to be in a place where noone knows me, from where I can write about whatever the fuck I want without people judging me. 184 more words
Khalid – here goes that name again after this site’s exposure to not some random people but it is what he is; my best friend and he means a lot to me and I don’t believe in restricting myself from things because other people have vested interests in themselves – said at noon that we ought to go and get something to eat after four and it is after four and it is also pouring, thunder and lightning, I’m cold and uncomfortable and famished and thirsty. 119 more words
And now for an obligatory Thanksgiving post.
I’m going to skip over the monologue concerning the tragedy of Native American genocide, the ironic and disgusting denial of refugees, and the shameful behavior of our greedy society on Black Friday, the day after giving thanks for our plentiful provisions. 365 more words