Ignoring the fact that France colonized Syria in the first place, it's almost like France refused to help us break the Middle East, we called them cowards for refusing to sanction an unjust war, and now they're the ones suffering the consequences and have to clean up our mess.

Prescribing an intervention when you don't actually understand the scope of the problem nor the possible adverse effects of such intervention is sheer idiocy and likely to cause even more harm.

Seven years is slightly less than ¼ of my life so far, and exactly ¼ the number of years of memories I have tucked away somewhere in the eternal labyrinth of mushy grey stuff hidden away in my skull. (I remember my first memory quite distinctly. It is rather mundane and extraordinarily unremarkable, but I know it is the first. Me and my dad were driving south on Alvarado St. in Echo Park, past the Safeway just before Reservoir St. Why this sticks to me, I don’t know.)

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Enfold me
I am small
I’m needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

Recurrent acute mental emesis (another brain barf)