Tomboymoder

I will not be hearing any arguments

I’m seeing some people say crazy numbers on Twitter.

The first thing I see when tuning in is some choir singing the Battle Hymn of The Republic.
There is something really perverse about taking a song about freeing slaves and singing it in honor of a man who is about to unleash fascist goon squads on immigrants.

“His truth is marching on”
is it!!??

Carrie Underwood singing “America The Beautiful” all somberly after Trumps speech full of racist dog whistles and petty grievances made my eyes want to roll out the back of my skull.
And I had to turn it off when the Rabbi and Reverend and whoever else were going to start leading prayers.

It’s all just show to these people…just ritual they never bother trying to internalize.
They don’t care about God’s Grace…or His Will…or Filial Love.
It fills my heart with such deep sadness, it’s hard to describe.

This is how we Hallow His Name?
I feel such deep shame in being a Christian and an American and a human.
Every day we fail him and it’s only by his everlasting love and steadfast mercy we will be spared.

I feel like my twitter feed has gotten worse lately and a lot of accounts I follow have made the move over there.
I am so set in my doom scrolling ways tho.

Do you name Blahaj…or is it like Pokémon?

Haven’t watched it in awhile, but it seemed underwhelming.
Is it cuz of the weather or just the stream I was watching? I’m let down…and drunk.

Like....yeah, no shit you would?
Why are white people like this?

As far as I can tell you can’t mix and match pronouns, body types and voices.

So what is the point of calling it Body Type A if it just gives you the male body, the male voice and the male pronouns regardless?

Have the discussion here and not in dustbunnies post.

Like…I have some things I have vague interest in, I guess.
But not anything I have ever put time into, or am good at, or am knowledgeable enough to hold a conversation.

Maybe I’m just depressed…maybe I’ve always been depressed…or maybe I’m just missing some kind of spark most other humans have.

Like how does someone just know or decide like…”yeah I’m really into architecture.”?
I don’t know if I’ve ever felt like that…I feel like I’ve tried and it’s never lasted.

I feel like I’ve spent half my life just addicted to social media and video games and that’s no longer working.