Love to live but damned if you don’t die trying
Letting the changes happen while I walk forward one step at a time
Like when you don’t kick the ice under the freezer so it gets someone else’s sock wet
Soft breeze, theatre of the oppressed
Best friends kissing with bad Russian accents
Arts! Theater! Bisexuality!
I think it was a leather news boy cap that that man had.
Not friends but not not friends
2/18/20 Sometimes I want to be alone. I’ve had thoughts about what I’d do if Amelia & Marie died & I was alone. But then the reality of the situation arises and I realize I’d be hollow for quite a while.