thunderstorm crackle dream @hungrychangeling@computerfairi.es

i mean sometimes its saturday night and you bail on the sweaty queer dance party because of being crazy & isolated and instead
drop acid
have a transcendental bath
finish reading "when we were the witches"
masturbate, feeling how you CAN just be touching yourself skin to skin self in self holes
fiercely loving yourself open
warm & wet & wondering at yr own magic
to the braids 2015 album
pulsating to 'miniskirt'
// my mini skirt its mine all mine//

slowly having a breakdown at the bus stop

no phone
no way to communicate to anyone or call a cab
the bus hasn't come for half an hour

that shaking almost crying feeling

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

now forty five minutes now an hour

when you don't have a cute patch, why don't u darn it (;?

sometimes just overwhelmed by the magic of darning

ok but what if i got a knitting machine & started selling cool knitted things

feel very embarrassed about how in love with the nut butter filled cliff bars i am, oooops

just started an accountability process for someone and they responded in all the ways that aren't bad when u learn u hurt someone!!!

a few weeks ago a sweetheart and i were staying at an airbmb & i got to explain why the controllers were weird, they were 4 the n64!

thinking about how a few years difference changes a lot of the pop cultural knowledge

neon babe https://computerfairi.es/media/Ky04khL96QIwVUCGtao

things just get lost y'know?

breathing into fey compacts
breathing into the way knowings & secrets drift in and out of memory
breathing into the ways things get lost & may come back again

the joyous world we live in where i can ask folx on casual encounters to title their messages 'full moon tumble' and a few even do

mending a crack in the self