Remember that feeling in 2016,
when your choices were - an orange
crybaby or **** filled latrine.
Vote for the third party or abstain,
both of which are options,
options labeling you as vain.
A zero sum game.
Only you're to blame.
A sense of shame.
Profanities, exclaim!
. . . All in the same. . .
Take that nausea and superimpose it
on to every aspect of your life.
2020 has been nothing but $h!t
Sep 14, 2020
Sep 14, 2020 at 7:07 AM UTC
Remember that feeling in 2016,
when your choices were - an orange
crybaby or **** filled latrine.
Vote for the third party or abstain,
both of which are options,
options labeling you as vain.
A zero sum game.
Only you're to blame.
A sense of shame.
Profanities, exclaim!
. . . All in the same. . .
Take that nausea and superimpose it
on to every aspect of your life.
2020 has been nothing but $h!t
Originally wrote this as I have been feeling uncertain lately. When I started supporting activist groups in my area, they preached do what you can but don't put yourself in danger. I didn't notice the fine print, if you don't quite your job because of racists you are a terrible person. Just about every at my job is racist and it sickens me. They are sexist too, so I may have white privilege (that I acknowledge) but I still get shat on. In the time of Covid-19, massive wildfires, and over 100k in student loans, I need this job. No matter how poorly I am being treated. Godess bless Capitalism! I have no support group, as they live across the country. I actively fear for my life. But no matter what I "choose", it is always wrong.
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