A visual history of European colonialist land-grabs (a.k.a. the U.S.A.)
Genocide probably isn’t even a strong enough word to describe what happened to them.
Forever ashamed (though my peeps were back in Sweden for most of this).
wall tears
on my way home from work the other day i stopped by the conservatory. wasn’t waiting for you, even though i sat in your favorite spot for over an hour. found some friends in the dirt, cleared my head and doodled before going home, it was raining when i left.