It’s a melody written on the walls with ketchup.

If only we could find everyone else. I had a carefully curated account on twitter, but it just got to be too much to bear. Instead of great content like yours, my feed was filled with outrageous garbage and I’d spend a half hour seething and blocking. Not worth it.

Miss Aja!
I’ve missed you so much since I left twitter. You were my shining light during covid.
I thought of you yesterday when I was organizing my pantry shelves after a Costco run.
So happy to find you here.

Absolutely heartbreaking picture. This country collectively turned its back on the very best we had to offer.

All on her own!
Clever girl.

You nailed it. They rejected the Democratic Party, but now they’re all shocked, Pikachu faces because Trump and his administration are doing exactly what they said they would.

Indeed. It was a shameful day for our nation, but a rallying cry for Ukraine and The EU.
Keep in mind that while those smug Putin pawns were berating President Zelensky, these plans must have already been in the works.

Just took my bi-weekly trip to Costco during a usually slow hour. What in the apocalyptic hell? People were throwing water and toilet paper in their carts like The Huns were invading. Did they all just now realize these policies might be a problem? Also, I don’t think we import bottled water 🤷‍♀️

How dare you interrupt my morning rage scrolling with such beauty and calm?!

Now ii have to go find some pictures of us with our shiny, long hair, parted down the middle and our uniform skirts hiked up to mid-thigh.

Ummm Bullshit.

This, this, this, and this. Basically, what you said. Oh, and listen to Black Women! Not some bloviating, privileged, white dude.

Nope. This ain’t it.

Where’d you get that picture of my sisters and me?

Trump: I don’t know him. He bought me coffee once, or an election. I can’t remember.