Listening to She & Him’s Christmas Party record

That we can close our eyes & still see is kinda astonishing; try it: picture anything, picture a cashier handing you a printed receipt

Wanna chat? Cuddle?

I like nouns that can be verbs, like “puddle” or “chair” or “hammer”

When I pray it is to something unknowable, beyond concept & category, a presence language can’t pin down; when I pray I pray for nothing

She sat on the edge of my bed looking up at me, her face in both of my hands

Two vapes, fully charged, all is well

One woman, who I was about to cuddle w, asked me if I wanted to be the little spoon or the big spoon & I said that I’ve never been the little spoon before & she thought that was sad

Once, on a random (absolutely scorching) summer day in early August, I closed all the curtains & turned out all the lights (except one), made hot chocolate & curled up on the sofa & listened to Christmas songs & imagined it snowing outside

The stillness of my bedroom in the morning is so blissful

She texted me the next day that she loved when I lightly gripped her throat

Hmu, we can chat about your favorite movie, your relationship to your pussy or your favorite childhood memory

I love watching the ring of skin around her nipples tighten, like crystals forming under a microscope

Despite how many years I’ve been alive, I have remained childish

I am just learning what it really means to be rigorously honest

I have never eaten at a Jack in the Box; the one at Waugh & Dallas, the building itself, looks disgusting; the line at Truth BBQ moves faster than one would expect

I made a soy-based glaze the other day; it wasn’t bad

When the internet sends me a code to access my account, a part of my soul breaks off

It was disappointing the girl who shot up her school was wearing a KMFDM shirt; growing up we thought it stood for Kill Mother Fucking Depeche Mode; have you ever listened to Boy Harsher

When her back arched in ecstasy, I interlocked my fingers with her fingers & I noticed her nail polish was the color of eucalyptus leaves

I never wanted to admit my powerlessness but when I did I suddenly felt powerful (who knew!)

Anyway, hmu, let’s chat