I have this reoccurring dream, where I run into my grandma while taking a walk. I’m missing the reunions we could have had this year, and looking at this separateness with bitter-sweet intention.
“ARE YOU F*CKING WITH ME AGAIN???”
When you’re working from home on EXPERT MODE, you have lots of time to chat with your co-workers.
“We honor all the trans folk who paved the way for us, and all the trans folk who died because they didn’t have the safety they deserved.”
“Doesn’t that show go against all your values — as queers, as feminists, as people with taste?”
“Safe spaces were never granted to the marginalized. There’s no freedom without fighting.”
Y’Know what I miss? Crying in public. A human emotion, shared with fellow humans.
Your first ever socially distanced Halloween party is in the works!
One can never be too careful in 2020…
Coloring pages of God’s greatest gift to humankind: butts!
Letting go of certain past memories is bittersweet, comical, and inevitable all at the same time.
“I know y’all not in here watching Blue’s Clues like it’s porn. Bunch of weirdos.”
I need a distraction from the thing that’s distracting me.
“I don’t know. I can’t keep up with all the rules and definitions and the gatekeep-iness.”
Sometimes you just need to call your friends, breath together, and feel all the feels. Maya may not always be the best listener, but after a hard week, Max and Maya have a heart to heart.
“We’re warm, we’re drinking and best of all we’re naked!”
Dating looks different now.
Finding the soundtracks that have been there all along, making room for new sounds.
Well yes. It turns out the apocalypse creeps on you slowly, starting oh — in about March 2020, who would’ve guessed?
Are you a “finish your seltzer” gay? Or a “let your seltzer get flat & warm and make your partner finish it for you” gay?
In an abolitionist dream of the future, Celeste is reunited with her formerly incarcerated mom.