You Don’t Know What Love Is

Maybe someday your precious revolution will come, and as the militants gather the undesirables up for cleansing, you’ll see your firstborn marked for exinction with a pink triangle. Maybe then you’ll realize the hate inherant in the systems you embrace. Too late, you may find it.

Author: karatorian

Queer trans pansexual lesbian queen radical leftist anti-fa anarchist mystic agnostic hacker geek ravenclaw gamer artist author herald bookbinder human being.

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