happy Thursday the 20th
over the ruins of the world
✿ my carrd ✿
Elio🍑 illustration from cmbyn
black holes and bagels n stuff
okay
i think it’s that my mother started reading the Song of Achilles, and told me she didn’t realise it was about… you know… that they were gay, and then didn’t finish it. i think it’s that my mother still introduces me as her daughter. i think it’s that my mother has never called me by my real name, only a neutral nickname she can derive from it. people mishear her, and think im called Jane. i think I would’ve been a good Jane. a violent one. i think it’s that my mother has a “gay bestie” and i think it’s that she screamed at me in the car when my teacher told her she’d seen me walking around school holding hands with a girl. i think it’s how she used to drive us around in the car, and tell us she didn’t care what we were, gay, straight, or purple, as long as we were happy. i think it’s about returning to the well and finding it still full of all the wishes I’d made as a child, and realising they were only ever copper.
may your next ibuprofen take effect swiftly and noticeably
I have a folder called Time is a Flat Circle in which I collect evidence of humanity. Here is most of them.