Friday, November 11, 2016


Though I did find comfort in my mother's words yesterday, I realized it's not just the fault of an older generations. I know peers my age who barf out the most racist, sexist, homophobic sentiments. Who fancy themselves superior because they haven't been "sheltered" by safe spaces and yet simultaneously believe they're the truly oppressed and misunderstood. Lack of empathy is a transgenerational problem. So is ignorance.

The whole thing made me want to dissappear. Just straight up stop existing for the next four years so I don't have to get daily confirmation that half this fucking country is filled with shit.

But I realized one of the people who was hurt the most by this is the version of me that lives on throughout my ever changing life.

Eight-year old me would have probably cried as much as I have in the past few days. But she wouldn't want me to dissappear.

So I won't.

I guess it's as good a time as any to write about my marginalized death witches.

Lola (heroine) might end up as a manifestation of my anger and fear. It won't be pretty, but to write anything else would be a disservice.

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