I'm back in my old neighborhood and shit like this is what I miss. Among many other things but shit like this. Suburb life is just different
Happy Pride Month. Remember: Stonewall wasn't a petition, wasn't a letter of concern, wasn't a dismayed tweet. Stonewall was a RIOT against police harassment and brutality led by street queens of color and angry dykes. We are NEVER going back to hiding who we are.
I went to the restaurant and the bathroom said "His" and "Hers". In honor of Pride Month, I pissed in the middle of them and wrote "Theirs" on the wall in sharpie.
I saw my abuser today. I was sitting in a cafe and he walked by the window. I watched him walk across the street and out of my sight. It took everything in my power to not kick his ass. Almost 6 years away from him and years of therapy and I thought I was okay. We are always healing.
I'm always wanting a little treat and that's the only flaw I have. So basically I have no flaws.