OMG CAN I READ THAT POEM WITH THE SOFABED PLS
hahaha you’re so cute yeah sure:
“Bisexuality is like a sofa-bed
it’s not a sofa
it’s not a bed
when it looks like a sofa
it’s a sofa-bed
when it looks like a bed
it’s a sofa-bed
it’s not going through a sofa-bed phase,
it’s just a sofa-bed
a fucking sofa-bed”
editor should be done by the end of the week, barring further computer troubles. I’m this close to finishing the script for the book trailer.
some mornings I wake up a few minutes before Jake and I roll over and hold on to him and he smiles in his sleep, the giddy sleepy sort of smile, and the morning light melts me and I lie in a useless puddle of flustered love.
