fat porcelain dollgirl with lovingly filled in cracks for stretch marks
Johnny Cash’s song on prison abolition, about San Quentin prison specifically, performed for the inmates of San Quentin prison.
San Quentin, what good do you think you do? Do you think I’ll be different when you’re through? You bend my heart and mind and you warp my soul, And your stone walls turn my blood a little cold.
San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell. May your walls fall and may I live to tell. May all the world forget you ever stood. And may all the world regret you did no good. San Quentin, I hate every inch of you!
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hey, can my cat stay on your blog for a little while?
i'm going out of town for the night and could use someone to watch her
Bsky post by libro.fm: Tomorrow, a certain online mega-retailer launches a book sale, just days before Indie Bookstore Day on 4/26. This is no coincidence; Bookstore Day is one of the largest revenue drivers for indies.
Indies need our support to thrive & build community spaces for all...mega-retailers do not.
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Fuck Amazon. Go to bookshop.org or better yet, take a little time on Saturday to visit your local indie bookstore.
Back lurking here after twitter imploded. Avatar is Leaf Spirit by Simon Gudgeon
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