Is It Too Much To Ask To Be The Poem And Not The Poet For Once!!!! To Be Loved, As All Consumingly As

really wish i could be normal about any piece of media i enjoy and not terribly parasocial and utterly consumed by it to the point that i feel it in my dna

can’t believe i have to exist today

episode eight, a bad summary.

WHEN DID I DELETE THIS POST THIS ISNT FAIR AND I MISSED VALENTINES

actually if we’re mutuals we are valentines. no takebacksies.

i think salad dressing is one of the few joys of girlhood

dichotomy? more like dyke hot 2 me #feminism

you're funny

are you okay

i make posts on the internet for validation

a single curl falls nicely in my hair and suddenly i’m rivaling narcissus with how much i’m looking in the mirror

i see my future and it is bright (a lavender marriage with my best friend, our two cats, regularly hosting book club and game nights with our queer friends and being the go-to hang out home for our kids and their friends)