In nervous about my beau and I visiting Philly. He’s a cishet dude, and I am pretty sure that’s gonna be awkward. I don’t exist in a friend box without cishet people. Nor do I want all cishet people to fuck off. He’s so much better at recognizing that it is okay for him to be silenced… but as my partner- I don’t want him to feel silenced and unwelcome by my friends. I want him to have fun with my friends.
milk and honey.
Ask me anything
lady with a buzzsaw.
fox spirit. ash tree. lily.
I feel like I could be productive today; however, thenInternet and my oral surgeon were pretty adamant about me taking it easy.
It is time to watch more Mad Men.
Also- daydream about the loveliness that will be my classroom next year. & fifth grade graduation. & my students that made me mad last week. I wanna tell them that I love them on Tuesday.
The beau should wake up and acquire me Jello. I’m bored of pudding, and it is too early for ice cream.
I love the days I feel confident and dress up in crazy gothware. It is the most fun.