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Wendy Alexander
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(she/her)/ 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️Advocate Multi award-winning Web designer-turned-Manager + UX UI ADA “And you know I deliberate on cutting out the demons – I still need a dark side, they just need a reason" 🦋💙🎨🎬🎸🩰 #Resist
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Because it’s easier here than outside where the world is cold
And unforgiving
And only seems to want the thing that I never was to begin with
(3/3)
While the fall grows colder into winter
And you want an eternal springtime
That I can’t ever be again
And no amount of wishing will make it so
So I retreat into the space I’ve built to protect myself
(2/3)
I missed my window long ago
You know the one
The one where viability and vulnerability converge
And I still had a kind of magic
But now?
Now I’m too jaded, too broken, to find all of the pieces
To the puzzle that made me easier to love
And so now the window is closed, locked up tight
(1/3)
"...And my reflection just won't smile back at me like I know it should
And I would turn into a stranger in an instant if I could
And there is something eating me alive, I don't know what it is
Maybe not that you conceal your feelings, they just don't exist..."
The one thing that’s always been there for me
That will never abandon me
Music is my boyfriend, lover, partner, companion, and consort
Poetry and desire set to music
My only hope for salvation
(2/2)
My love is reserved
Not for you
Not for the ones who let me down, abandoned me, taunted, and teased
Not for the ones who rejected me, said I don’t like you like that
The ones who promised but never delivered
No
My love is reserved for music
The one thing that has never let me down
(1/2)
Yes. She’s in Minneapolis…waiting.
I lay coiled in the howling silence
Wrapped in
Trying to hold the pieces of myself together
But I don’t know how anymore
How to keep from spilling out and over into the depths of the night
How to fight the silence and not lose myself in the process
And whatever feeling I’ve got left.
2/2
Loneliness screams in silence to those who can hear it
When I’m alone, the quiet feels like a death sentence
Like there’s nothing left
Nobody to save me
Nobody who cares enough to
Offer a hand to grip on to
Tell me “it’s all going to be okay, baby”
Or even just a rope to tangle myself in
But no
1/2
“…You might be the one to take away the pain and let my mind go quiet
And nothing else is quite the same as how I feel when I'm at your side

Come on, come on
Out from underneath who you were
Come on, come on now
You know that it's time to emerge…”
Right here, baby. 😈🤭
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Everything Trump is doing now is a preamble for his regime's real goal: to invoke the Insurrection Act.

I don’t want to unduly alarm you, but you need to be aware of this imminent danger. Let me explain what’s going on.
Gross. And this is why I won’t watch CNN.
What. And I repeat, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?! This entire administration needs to be held accountable for the atrocities committed against the American people.
CHICAGO — Outside an elementary school during dismissal… horrifying. What have we become?
Everybody’s got a fucking opinion, yet wait to say anything until it’s too late. Or, conversely, when you’re doing my job then you can make all the aesthetic decisions.
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Feeling neglected by you. And so now the doubts start. What did I do to cause this?
“I woke up surrounded, eyes like frozen planets
Just orbiting the vacuum I am
They talk me through the damage, consequence
And how it's a pain, they know, they don't understand”

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The richest man on earth owns X.

The second richest man on earth is about to be a major owner of TikTok.

The third richest man owns Facebook, Instagram, and WhatsApp.

The fourth richest man owns The Washington Post.

See the problem here?
But I know that’s just a dream. That it’s not reality. That beauty doesn’t choose ugly. That’s not how the world works. And so I know, in the end, that if I do find someone, it will be settling to stave off the loneliness that sits like a constant ache in my brittle and broken heart.
(3/3)
Just once, I want to be chosen by someone beautiful. To be told that I’m worth the time – worth being loved, no matter that I don’t have superficial beauty. That I’m not the physical embodiment of perfection.

To be worthy, in spite of it all.
(2/3)