I see a fist connecting with a face,
I see appropriation, desecration, gangs of mindless racist reprobates.
I need to feel like there’s something that’s worth saving in this place,
But all I see is hate.
Pretending to Be Humans of New York
Lunch with Dostoyevsky. Spaghetti with pesto, portobello mushrooms, spinach, artichoke and pine nuts. #vegan
I live in a house of sick degenerates who think it acceptable to put the toilet paper this way round. (Pro-tip: it’s not)