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Here we are. The end result of a man born into vast wealth accrued through slavery, who got richer off the ideas of others, who has no friends, no one who really loves him, no interests, so nothing to do all day but endless drugs, getting richer and blowing the planet up. Yay, capitalism (!)

I finish work in less than 3 hours. Kind of feel like throwing myself at the first bus or train I see. I forgot my Place. I forgot that whatever others do that aggravates or upsets me, I am Equally Guilty. If I make it, I MUST. BE. BETTER.

How I’m entering the group chat

Quick reminder that as it gets hotter out there every single person of every type of life deserves to wear comfortable clothing and feel good in their skin. Skinny, big, whatever.