the best kind of friendships are fierce lady friendships where you aggressively believe in each other, defend each other, and think the other deserves the world.
— coat advice from sub-rosa / ladybrodown fashion advice
— this is the only Thanksgiving content I care about, thanks Mole
Last night I slept with a very attractive 35-year-old carpenter/grad student named Aaron, SUCH a step up from TREVOR."
Sound. I love herrrr.
this weekend at some point i was locked out of sound’s apartment and climbed a trellis and then jumped onto her balcony to knock on her roommate’s window and the sliding glass door. the roommate said i looked like a “cat burglar” because i was wearing black pants, black boots, a black leather jacket, black leather gloves, and a black toque. this pleased me. earlier that night, the lesbian night we were at was playing batman returns and it was the scene where michelle pfeiffer transforms. when i got inside after catburglaring my way in, sound was boning a straight dude from this club that was full of straight girls talking about how much they wanted to meet lesbians in the bathroom, while blasting frank ocean. the straight dude was kicked out at 8:30 am at which point we coined the term “trevor,” as in, “ugh, that dude is such a fucking trevor. all in all, a perfect night.
— Sound speaks my language/validates me not having gotten out of bed all day