A centrist?

Did you really just tell me you’re a centrist? A fucking centrist? What is this, 1972? Why don’t you just tell me that you have achieved a certain amount of comfort and privilege and you’d rather not think about the shit that everyone else is going through? Why not just wear a t-shirt that says “I don’t give a fuck about you!”

And this is why I have problems making friends and dating.

I’m not bothered.

Fucking centrist… (wanders away mumbling).

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