Lesbian. Fashion designer. Painter. Femme. Sun worshipper.
Thursday, October 2, 2014
Pastiche, not pistachio
You and I: the perfect parody of broken people colliding in the dark feeling each other's faces for a clue.
Me: You are a pastiche of my loves
Her(bad hearing): Yes! They ARE salty!
The season of light hearted banter and confusion.
Some things you can not change.
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