I like to Dream

that I am a performer in the city-- a dancer, a drag queen, a stripper-- and that my shit is all put together, and Molly lives next-door, and my future-husband stays over on weekends, and we get to go out and play Pokemon together, and my hair is probably purple because it was my school color and the color of my bleeding heart and my one true love's eyes, and when I go to sleep at night I fall asleep knowing that even though this isn't forever it's all you could have wished for, and that when I go back to the abyss my time spent walking the earth and dancing and playing and dyeing and lying will all have meant something to someone, and then I wake up.


(ps MOLLY I'M SORRY THE BLOG CHANGES THE POST ORDER WHEN YOU EDIT THEM (I think? It does on my phone anyway) AND I KEEP BEING OCD AND FIXING MINE, AND THEN THEY END UP AT THE TOP. PLEASE FEEL FREE TO DO THE SAME TO YOURS SO WE'RE EVEN. BYE)