"Have you eaten yet?"
sorry for the grammar i wrote this on the schoolbus
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Concerts suck. They don't have to.
On Ticketmaster, Dynamic Pricing, and the change we
May the 4th be with you: A repost
Reposting parts 1 and 2 of my "We live in star wars now" essay series for may the 4th
The Democratic Tea Party is here
Change is coming, Are you getting on the train?
The kids are F*cked
But we dont have to be.
Everyone needs therapy. It should be free.
America Has a mental health problem, the solution is therapy, not banning social media, or censorship.
too loud, too smart, too brown
On the (POC) fear of being percieved.
I Pledge Allegiance, A poem
Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedI pledge allegiance. To the flag. Of the United States of America. And to the republic, for which it stands, One nation, Under god, Indivisible, with LIBERTY AND JUSTICE FOR ALL. I pledge allegiance to a fallen nation, to an
FUCK ICE.
we cannot let this continue
Is "One Battle After Another" Anti-revolutionary?
An analysis
The Times They Are a-Changin'
Zohran Mamdani, And the future of the democratic party. Our time is now.
My remarks at the board of education today.
Hello, today I made a public comment at my local school board regarding cell phones, and granted the content of my last two essays it felt relevant. It has lightly been edited to remove certain mentions that pertain exclusively to my district PHONES I'm here to talk about
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When was the last time you had to do an active shooter drill?
on phone bans, again. (sorry if this is a completely incoherent ramble)
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Death, Pain, War, Blame. A poem
Sorta works w/ yesterdays essay.
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The Kids Aren't all right, But its not the phones, Its the world.
On phone bans (previously written as a bsky rant)
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To be Loved
After reading the poem “you deserve a lover…” by frida kahlo, i had some thoughts so the original poem: You deserve a lover who wants you disheveled, with everything and all the reasons that wake you up in a haste and the demons that won’t let you sleep. You
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Fuck ur thoughts and prayers, I say for the 300th time.
This is a poem/just pure rage and thoughts i wrote on my phone at lunch.
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Boys Don’t Cry, A Poem
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People, a Poem
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Dear mom, dad, grandma, grandpa, and anyone else who will listen. a poem
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friEND, a poem
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New York City, Through my lens.
A photography post! plus a bit of yapping on john proctor is the vilain which is the best play ever and i beg u to see it.
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The Fourth Of July, A poem
No, I'm Not "Proud To Be An American"
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It's No Use, A poem
A fun one