Can we stop using “rhetoric” as a synonym for “language/ideas I don’t like” pretty please. You know that’s not what it means right. Right

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Can we stop using “rhetoric” as a synonym for “language/ideas I don’t like” pretty please. You know that’s not what it means right. Right
Life Happens but wt least there is orange chicken
Wrote a poem for a lit mag submission about an ex-friend and it quotes one of my old-ish Tumblr posts on here (bc the line was too good to pass up lol) that they blew up at me over, and I think it's my fave poem I've ever written. Very cathartic also. I really hope it gets published bc it will also be a bit vindicating I think. The cool thing about poetry is you can succeed if you're just full of enough anguish <3
Just sent off baby's first literary magazine submission. Gulp
I should be able to explode people who watch TikToks out loud in public with my mind I think
Forget “9/11 caused Ellen Degeneres’ cancellation.” Can we talk about how socialism caused us all to have to witness Jojo Siwa cheating on her partner with a man on live TV? The commies have done it again smh
Pine-Sol has the only social media ad campaign that has ever really worked on me. It didn’t even convince me to buy Pine-Sol; it just successfully motivates me to clean my room more often bc I cannot stop hearing that little green haired anime twink in my head…. Like you’re so right, Scent-Pine.. there ARE only certain things in live we can control… that’s why every day I TOO clean my room… I ALSO want to show the world I can handle a responsibility!!!!!!!! CLEAN MY SOUL CLEAN MY SOULLLLL RAHHHH 🧽🧹🧼🧺‼️‼️
I'm chucking mystical petals into my apothecary making mad endoflames. I'm wearing jeans and a bra and athletic socks at 11 pm. I'm drinking refrigerated (but not iced) water from an unbranded plastic cup. The plastic tastes bad and my eye is itchy (unrelated). I'm cross stitching academic inside jokes and picking my teeth with the needle. I have a dreaded group project meeting at noon tomorrow. I'm self isolating. My multiblock kitchen was so powerful it crashed my game which I guess is my sign to go to bed. Life is good