Foolish Child #109: Foolish Child(ren’s Books)
Do you know how beneficial a book about inexplicably loving random pairings of older women would have been to me at like fourteen, when Agent Scully met Agent Reyes?
Do you know how beneficial a book about inexplicably loving random pairings of older women would have been to me at like fourteen, when Agent Scully met Agent Reyes?
You cannot love alone.
“Pssst. Hey. YOU. Do you want to see something that looks gay but isn’t gay but I’m going to tell you it might get gay one day?”
How to feel solid again after so much unrealness.
“I… didn’t order that.”
Which one of you is the vampire and which one’s the vampire hunter?
I… don’t really want to talk about it. Or her.
You want to sleep in, someone disagrees.
Do not the change the subject.
The secret to gay flirting is weird compliments.
Is there anything more dystopian than twirling around in falling ash?
With the pandemic keeping everyday life in a sluggish pace, sometimes a little positive assurance is needed to keep going.
I get why you told that woman to kick rocks when she implied you weren’t being a proper parent by not forcing your kid to hang out with her kid but… why didn’t you correct her when she referred to the co-parent as your husband?
True Friendship looks a lot like handing over your phone and saying, “NOOOO! Please dear Lord don’t look at pics of me from the 00s!”
.“And to think, you could be manifesting all kinds with your little cartoons.”
While an empowering act, sharing stories of marginalization is about agency and trust.
“Are you trying to say I’m horny? But like, with a PG Movie Rating?”
If you’re in a strange and unfamiliar town, you can find community if you know where to look!
I don’t often say much just as myself, outside of these drawings, but I want to express my appreciation for all of the support and love I have received over the past five years. I am eternally grateful to every single person I have met and interacted with along the way.
When words sometimes complicates things even further, only a surrealist picture can sum up the weirdness of social anxiety.