I don’t know who I can message at god-knows-what in the morning. I don’t know who will make me piss myself with laughter as I’m turning heads on the train. I don’t know who else can make my troubles and my bad memories sound so completely insignificant after hearing yours. I don’t know who will send me random pick-me-ups from ANOTHER new number. I don’t know who I can sit with for twelve fleeting hours as I listen to your stories and your ideas and your cool delivery of the most obscene jokes I’ve ever heard. I don’t know how to say thank you for being the only queer elder I have ever had in my life, and how much I am grateful for that, but I know so many people feel the same and I know I’ll never forget you. Thanks for calling me your daughter, Bobby.
Gagaween ♥️👁️🗨️ 2025
Mil gracias a @plumabcn , @joan0h y @bigballsdj que no solo organiza las mejores fiestas de Barcelona para cada gato callejero, sino las mejores fiestas de mi vida.
cunty little catsuit by @dylanjoelstudio
