Doomsday

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LEXIE A BITCH WITH ABOUT A MILLION ALIASES YEE-HAW ⚜️

Knights in Bright Satin

Hi, internet. It’s looking like

💥APOCALYPSE O’CLOCK up in this bitch. Somehow, we as a species never fucking learn. As a New Yorker, I hear about wars going on all over the world and we are in big danger now.

are we going to blow up the planet this time?

I ain’t shit at history but we seem to keep going to war for the same damn reasons. A handful of the evilest people on earth continue to hoard wealth, enjoy torturing people, despise consequences, relish death and disregard over living things.

BY THE WAY I would like to chuck in the bit of assholery to note that “White Fascists” are both genocidal maniacs and idiots. Don’t know who’s who, but if someone STARTED A WAR ABOUT OIL RIGHTS IN AMERICA then I strongly suspect that person is a planet-level terrorist.

They’re also a traitor to their nation and playing the race card against everyone else on the planet. In a way that even me, someone who just passed some history classes, clocks from a million miles away. Europe has never been the real dominant world power. Mesopotamia and Babylon -- AKA approximately Cairo and vaguely Moscow -- were the OIL and the ORIGINAL OPIUM world powers.

Good evening children. Whenever you’re reading this, consider it night-time. We are moments behind the doomsday clock.

We do not have the luxury of time. Our planet will not survive another global war. We lack the freedom to procrastinate combatting climate change: a world war will hasten our descent into nuclear winter. Or living as a miserable boat-species or a starving dessert-nomad society. All of these fates suck ass, absolute murder-rape-ass... Who the shit is hurrying us towards that in order to protect their dynastic wealth and family secrets? WHO!?!

⚜️ Joan of Arc, my historical doppel-ganger, doomed to the fate that awaits all social justice bitches of my flavoring apparently.

💌 P.S.: Bro it’s morbidly hilarious that I look more like Joan of Arc than France’s latest white fascist terrorist, Marine Le Pen. That putain would I suspect blow up the whole world to kill of the fact that there’s girls who look more like Jeanne D’Arc than her. REMAIN MAD THOT <3

I am a bitch of constant sorrow.

Behold, a girl on the internet.

A down-home sad sack green-eyed bitch from Saint Louis, Missouri. Named after the Misery that the United States of Soul-Slaying AMURRICA inflicts upon us all. I would like to say George W Bush ain’t as dumb as he feigned on television, Dick Cheney sold the future of humanity up the river, and we should all investigate why Terri Schindler Schiavo died. Having read her WikiPedia page: I suspect that her family intended to sell her into sex slavery or exploitative “show business” contracts.

Highly recommend looking up any of your favorite artists who suffered TRAGIC deaths or somehow went through many public heartbreaks. Anyone who had big public fights with their label qualifies too. Big fan personally of Prince, Tori Amos, Mitski, David Glover (Childish Gambino), Michael Jackson, Meat Loaf, Garbage, The BeeGees ORIGINALLY BUT I HAVE SOME VEEEERY JUICY INSIDER INFORMATION FOR Y’ALL AND I DEMAND AN AUDIENCE FOR THIS RELEVATION BECAUSE...

I love my mom and dad. I hate my nation for declaring that my father’s life was too expensive to save. I too am “an illegal mutant.”

America ought to know how much work it takes to protect innocent kids like me.

A Comedy-Tragedy Hybrid with too damn many deaths in it.

Whatever lives inside the hearts of some truly despicable people, I don’t understand it.

I cannot fathom declaring “the disabled” subhuman and unemployable. People like me live as refugees in their own nations. Am I really unable to be a valuable contributor in any company, ever? Heavy lifting is tough and I can’t clean for shit. I have other skills though.

I can’t measure the exact amount of heartbreak with a spoon. It’s pointless to measure out what exactly the mathematical average amount of suffering is according to a global standard.

I’ve cried so many tears.

I cried at my Papa’s funeral at age 14 and then went back to school.

My family should have the opportunity to speak publicly. I recognize patterns of violence in my own family that show up in many friends’ stories. Similar themes echo in the biographies of artists I love regardless of those artists’ demographics.

PLEASE DON’T CALL THE hospital about ME <3

Generations of politicians including George W Bush and his war-monger cronies committed countless genocides. One of the TOP SECRET AMERICAN GENOCIDES is “THE MUTANT GENOCIDE.” People like me are born stateless in our own nations. You know - DISABLED. Unemployable. We could starve in the street until 1990 and companies still discriminate flagrantly against us. It breaks my heart to be seen as a lesser creature than other people because of how I was born. I didn’t choose to be this way, and I don’t want to have to die.

One of the many reasons I refuse to have kids is because I was 13 years old the first time a doctor forced me to haggle over the monetary value of my father’s life. He was in a car accident. A doctor discussed how much money United Healthcare was willing to pay for my dad’s life.

Please don’t “CALL IN CONCERN” about a person with an injury or a bittersweet backstory. Here’s an article about why it’s really hurtful. Don’t tell people you think are FAT information that can be Googled. Reckon they know. Don’t call the hospital or therapists on someone who is injured or distressed. At best, you’re gonna look like an ignorant asshole. At worst someone will accuse you of helping to cover up to rapes of children and... wow. You really should NOT call in concern if someone is just emotionally distressed somewhere.

One of the most valuable things I ever learned is that prejudice is not the default state of humanity. It’s a persistent, painful, soul-scarring societal problem. We are not born hating each other based on our differences.

An alumna of Columbia University pioneered research that influenced the United States of America’s decision to desegregate schools. Mamie Phipps Clark worked alongside Kenneth Clark to study when children learned to describe dolls by race. Words included “good,” “bad,” “nice,” plus racial slurs I’ll direct you to read about on primary sources.

In class, we discussed an important nuance. Kids at the time of the study learned to use hateful words around age 3 or so. Black children knew to label themselves with hateful words - some of the children in racially integrated areas (Alabama) shrugged about it, but apparently kids in the Northeast left the room crying. I don’t know for sure but I suspect that it’s a human universal to feel more ashamed when you’re isolated from your species somehow.

whichever way my dna test would have come out, the nice doctors were 100% right based on my life. that indicates a serious problem that my nation and the world ought to address. because: damn.

here’s the poem i wrote for ray

In honor of my papa, who didn’t like the word “dad” but was my father. i love him and miss him.

two weeks after i spoke at his funeral at age 14