Oh, 11 degrees here in the ol' dirty Jerz. My skin hurts and I'm cranky.

Remember, if you endure, you will wake up one day and see that fuckers face all over news announcing that his stupid heart finally gave out or a vessel in his brain threw a clot. We are going to get through this together, and we will laugh and sing and create as we always have. And they'll be dead.

Today, we had a small protest where we walked a mile with signs, sang in the freezing cold, and cried with each other. More community and more love. This is what we need.

Now that I figured out how to have multiple accounts... Go follow my rock band Torment Of Giants.
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I'm going to post here a bit because I really need an alternative.