(almost) everything i've read online.
it's not just one-sided. the blatant hatred is everywhere.
but at the end of the day, i drowned out into movies.
at the end of the day, while i could not ignore it, i could escape my mind for a few hours.
at the end of the day, I as an American, had the flexibility to go to sleep with sounds of burning fire in the sky that was lit for celebration and not for genocide.
as much as i hate where we are and what we've become and where, it seems, we are going
as much as i hate what people i loved have morphed into and then blamed me for it (my blue hair, my pronouns, my queerness caused all of this)
as much as i hate to see intelligent and well-educated people willingly lie to themselves rather than admit the horror
i love that, at the end of the day, i can turn on a movie and become something else for a while.
at the end of the day, i still have what i have and i've lost what i've lost
but i still have the halloween stuff i bought in a bag on my floor ignored for the head cold i got after visiting the outer banks for a weekend.
at the end of the day, even though it's for a community I am part of, it's a fight on behalf of others.
at the end of the day,