Whenever I feel like I want to gouge my eyes out and sell them on Etsy, or bang my head up against a wall so many times I break the entire wall down, I turn to Twitter, the angriest platform on the internet.
I’m not alone here, surrounded by the rage-tweeters and takedown artists of the world. Even Cher’s emojis have been on a downward trend for the past two years.
Still, there are refuges of warmth and kindness. There are raccoon stan accounts. There’s Sister Helen Prejean, the death penalty activist who has, for some reason, also offered to help people process their personal problems.
Then there’s Anthony “Hannibal Lecter” Hopkins, easily the happiest man on Twitter. Read more…
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