ya gal hath be very silent lately but i just want you to know on sunday i am seeing my angel d.odie c.lark live and i am completely going to bawl my weak eyes out because she’s helped me so much accepting myself as bi this year and aaaaaaaaaa !!!!!like i was raised in a family that despised bisexuals and when i came out they suddenly acted like i made it all up and shit , when i still deal with so much internally because being raised a certain way for eighteen years and then being that thing isn’t ?????? easy ????? i always feel fake and that i am not ‘ bi enough ‘ to prove it somehow and idk listening to d.odie be so unapologetically happy and bi gives me this boos t of YES I LOV MANS AND WOMEN BOTH IM LOV ‘EM and it’s just…………………………….. nice tbh.
Fun fact: I’ve had a life-sized standup of Castiel from Supernatural in the corner of my closet for years.
Not because I like the show–I’ve never watched one episode, and I doubt I’ll ever get around to trying at this point–but because @savingerebor went to a convention, saw this standup of Castiel on sale for $20, purchased him, brought him home, had nowhere to put him, and to avoid the abyss that is the basement or scaring the fuck out of my dog who absolutely hates him, he’s resided in my closet ever since.
And most people at this point would grow tired of him after a few weeks, or even a few days, but nope, I just got used to the fact that every time I want to change clothes, I have to deal with Castiel’s pissy face and gently nudge him out of the way to reach for the sweater that’s on the rod right behind him.
❝ sure thing. ❞ does anyone ever feel successful? her photographs have been published in the biggest magazine in the country, and she still feels like a little girl playing with her uncle’s cameras, most of the time, like she’ll turn the corner and there her cousins will be, trying to get her in front of the camera instead of behind it. or perhaps it’s just that she’s been removed from it; there’s a stack of magazines on her desk, ‘cause she was in the middle of a war zone when they were published. mattie’s still trying to work out how to live here, again. it takes time to adjust to new circumstances.
❝ hm? oh! oh, yeah, i am. ❞
she feels a bit ridiculous for a moment, wondering how ms trojan knew while she’s carrying her damn camera, but that’s just life, isn’t it? feeling a bit ridiculous—mattie’s used to that.
❝ you, uh, you have an interview tomorrow? that’s me. ❞
she raises a hand, like she’s got to point herself out.
❝ not the interview, the pictures to go with it. but i’ve never been here before, so i figured…might as well take some photos while i’m at it. ❞
she likes to document places she’s been to; there’s a whole board in her kitchen for that.
i just had a pretty awesome bonding-3am-conversation with my dad. i’ll be honest here, i was kind of nervous as fuck about moving out tomorrow, but i think i’m going to be okay. sleep is for the weak but at least my dad will stay up with me.