im….real? my existence has… impacts? i touch things and they move, i breath in and out and the air buzzes around me? the sun rests on my skin…. grass is crushed under my toes… people see me and have an idea of who i am… my name is on papers….? im sorry this is… this is too much….
What we know about Jolene: beauty beyond compare, flaming locks of auburn hair, ivory skin, eyes of emerald green, smile like a breath of spring, voice soft like summer rain
What we know about ‘my man’: talks in his sleep
Guess I’m back to spreading my homosexual Jolene propaganda
You know what? Bunburying is a fantastic idea. Like, you don’t want to go to a family reunion? No problem, your non-existent friend Meredith is ill. You want me to go out to dinner with y’all? Sorry, but Meredith and I have plans. Oscar Wilde was right and that’s the tea.
old enough to remember when smut was called ‘lemons’ but young enough that i had absolutely no business knowing that smut was called ‘lemons’ at the time
i just walked past the apartment beneath mine and through an open window i could hear my downstairs neighbor crying faintly while the song jolene played in the background and im just like… bitch are you okay…?
I actually ended up going back downstairs to check on her and brought some leftover cookies I baked this afternoon. she’s very sweet and going through a Breakup Mood™️ after being cheated on. she’s coming over to my gf and I’s annual bad movie night on Friday and she even let me pet her cat named Clarence
my gf thinks it’s funny but very fitting that our downstairs neighbor was able to summon a concerned lesbian just by playing jolene while crying about being done dirty by a man
where! has! my! passion! gone! I had it abundantly when I was a child, and I must have dropped it along the way, but I cannot figure where!
oh hey folks fun update, i found my passion again? i just had to find my right outlet, get to a place where I have aspirations, dispel apathy and pursue what I love, it’s all good and swell!
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