Guess who didn't have to watch a game behind a bullet proof glass and never got booed
it's ace week? here's a poem i wrote about being a hopeless romantic who can't fall in love ❤️(now with alt text)
You are allowed to celebrate good things that are happening today: your birthday, a book coming out, new baby, new puppy, seeing your favorite piece of art in person, etc. Joy is the knife that stabs into the heart of despair & apathy. Feel your joys, big & small, & share them widely & loudly.
Always 💖 Don't make me tap the sign
Keep making art. Keep writing your stories. Even if they must exist in secret for a time, they are important - each of them a little act of rebellion. Most of all, keep on living. If you can muster no other motivation on some days, then do it out of righteous spite for those who want you gone.
Glad I have a cat because it's weirdly calming to look at something that has absolutely no capacity to understand what is happening