"You Don't Know Me. I'm Not The Same Person Anymore."

everyone always asks “what’s your book about?” but they never ask “how’s your mental health after rewriting the same chapter 12 times?”

OP did, in fact, know what they were doing. They got Greek god lore wrong on Tumblr and now have 72k notes in 2 days.

They don’t know shit about the Greek gods, but they certainly knew how to get engagement lmao

this website’s easy watch. *dangles a bunch of greek gods like keys*

The Void is watching.

This is the thing with the "I won't vote for Harris" supposed leftists.

None of them will tell you how allowing Trump to be elected helps.

Because they don't have an answer.

Because they don't really care about anything other than how they personally feel.

Actual leftism involves making pragmatic moves. The public will for revolution doesn't exist, and we live in a two party system. If you want to fight that system, great. There are things like ranked choice voting and the National Popular Vote Interstate Compact we need to be fighting for. But those are fights that have to happen year round, at the state level, and not just in an election year.

And in the meanwhile, you vote defensively and strategically, in an attempt to save as many people as possible.

Saying you aren't voting for Harris isn't taking a stand against genocide. It's putting your head in the sand and admitting you care more about your own comfort than making a difference in the world.

Why aren't you getting involved in your local politics? Why aren't you running leftist candidates at a local level, so you can move them up in the system and eventually move the political discussion left. You want to know why politics have moved right? It's because the right wing has been doing that for decades.

Your refusal to participate won't save a single life.

It only means you're abandoning everyone else.

I'm certain this is on Tumblr somewhere, but I haven't seen it around, so I'm sharing it myself

That feeling when you just wanna read a story that hasn't been written.

Like I know I gotta write it, but I just wanna read it, you know? I have the energy to envision it every waking moment of my day, but sitting down and actually writing it?

No thank you.