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i’m about to fucking sob and i think i’m going to vomit.

why can’t these so-called “leaders” just take each other on one-on-one, without getting all their friends to do their fighting for them? god damn them.

i would hope against hope that nobody dies today, but i know that would be futile at best. there is no hope for anything of the sort, not even remotely. i can only hope that casualties will be minimal, especially for the civilians. and that no other countries suddenly join in the fray (Iran, Turkey, Russia, etc.).

dear god in hell, help us all now in these dark hours, or else fucking kill us you bastard and get it over with.

By jae

jae lethe (he/she/they) is a blogger, musician, artist, poet, web developer/designer, armchair philosophizer, teller of tales, and gadabout. Also, something he calls a "behavioral artist." (Not sure.) She has plans. BIG plans.

Among the things that he has done for a laugh are minor fractures, cuts, scrapes, and various scabs. Though she's quick to point out that they're no imbecile, we're fairly certain that he thinks the word means some kind of medieval pharmacist.

This is her latest home on teh internets - where jae stores their swear words, when they're not hurling them at the sun in vain.