It's sad that the people who spread hate are the loud ones and the people who just want to live their lifes ... just live their lifes. There are a lot of people who do not hate you and accept and appreciate you as you are. It's just that they're unseen and unheard because the hateful bigots drown their voices.
All the best to everyone who feels alone and hated. You're not, and it's a shame that we're not able to shield you from those assholes. I hope this shit storm will die out soon.
When I made my first homemade butter I thought I'd start low, melted some of it over my pasta, watched some movie for a while and got so incredibly stoned, I can not remember much of what happened next. My dog decided to take me for a walk, we visited friends having a BBQ (he got a sausage) and I had hallucinations of... sheep? Like I was hearing sheep everywhere apparently and I was barely able to communicate between the giggling.
Through deduction and clever thinking I managed to come to the conclusion that I indeed did not start low, but blasted my head off with some very potent girl scout cookies butter.
I wish it couldn't encrypt it instead