Really? instead of helping her

I am one of those people and at a time when I'm dealing with cancer. It's kind of surreal to know how hated I am, that my food is a political pawn & extortion. I wish I knew this when I was growing up & that I went to a different country to work for all those years. This place wants me dead.

That’s not true

We’ve reached the part of the timeline where I can start reposting political cartoons from the gilded age

I love the dark, moody atmosphere you're going for! sounds like a powerful story to translate into art. Shoot me a DM if you're ready to bring this compelling, dangerous love story to life!....