Marnie Screams into the Void
112: Hard to Love
July 15, 2024. 112 days left. Hard to love. Today I have few words. I can't settle on what my heart is. Heavy, broken, weary. None of the usual trite words carry the weight. Am I helpless, hopeless, hard to love? None of that is accurate. The Republican National Convention starts today, but that's just another disgusting American shit show about to unfold. Spraytan Hitler is supposed to announce his VP pick and I don't care who it is. What does it matter? His cult will worship him no matter what and his haters gonna hate and we're all still in the same fight for the soul of America.