Enkrod

Good girl, help yourself to a molotov on your way out.

Eating-the-rich-Miku? Damn, that’s my kinda gal!

Come in, I got cookies, pirated reruns of Rescue Rangers, a cat, validation, pitchforks, Antifa-playlists and a general disdain for capitalism.

I may be a safe space, but I’m likely double your age and double your weight so don’t try anything funny. And you’re on the couch, cause I’m likely double your age, double your weight and a safe space.

You want a warm blanket?

I’ve seen your progesterone post! And while a part of me desperatly wants to open the door, the rest is very very suspicious of why you’re standing at MY door and I’d like to keep my kidneys.