Foolish Child #99b: Post-Covid Hot Girl Summer
She said something about picking up a few rebounds for a post-Covid Hot Girl Summer so…
She said something about picking up a few rebounds for a post-Covid Hot Girl Summer so…
No sleeves are safe from my scissors.
“Mama, where is my Dad?”
Frida battles a new breed of procrastination in quarantine and then, in the new year, sees the light at the end of the tunnel.
Even though it is not always easy to do, constantly asking hard questions is a healthy practice.
It’s amazing how the very second that corporations found value in queerness, they finally invested but in the safest way they possibly could: Rainbows.
Inclusivity is a journey not a destination.
Frida seeks relief as anxiety takes hold while watching the never-ending despair of the 2020 news cycle.
“Pride in June in central California means it’s guaranteed to be 105+ degrees Fahrenheit. I, too, would show my bare ass if I felt like being outside in that kind of heat.”
Witness the heroic tale of Frida versus the grocery deliveries.
Spring time brings all kinds of emotions. But reliving a familiar moment doesn’t always mean being reminded of pain. It can also bring a sense of joy transcending time and space.
It’s Genocide. Even when it’s enacted and funded by the United States of America.
Lesbians make the best father figures.
“What’s your anxiety at?” “A Ten.”
My PTSD brain has been evicting memories left and right, I just never thought that would include my muscle memory.
Recounting what’s ignored and lost through the modern process of immigration, at the same time recognizing the power of building back the lost sense of self.
“Junior, you’ve learned more about social justice in the first nine years of your life than —”
Online friends and communities rule!
Awkward laughter in the key of “Ace.”
“I’m SCARED of people now, Andy! SMALL TALK? MEETING A STRANGER?? No Thanks!”