collated gay thoughts from the past few months
weather: ☀️ cool the earth! nuremberg for billionaires now
critters: dragonflies
disclaimer: gay content of thoughts may vary
ANNE CARSON WON THE NOBEL FUCK YEAH
the average DL american married gay is only closeted in 2026 because he won't stoop to doing his own laundry or buying his own groceries. the fact is he would simply die angry and confused in a ditch if he didn't have
an unpaid culturally-sanctioned bangmommy to which he has exclusive labor accessa wife to wash his socksone time at the gaystaurant, everyone at our table fell silent so we could eavesdrop on the secondhand drama at the table beside us. we were not subtle but they kept on talking. every new development in the story had us literally looking at each other like ⊙_⊙. we talked about it for days after but now i can't remember a single detail...
hearing about the scene in portland from an acquaintance who moved up there has me soooo glad i'm down here where everyone is nicer and less neurotic. i don't have the intestinal fortitude for the madness he's going through
MARINA live was fucking awesome but there was definitely a lull in crowd enthusiasm for "butterfly." and this wasn't a case of fans thinking the old stuff was better, cuz we all equally lost our shit for "primadonna girl" and "cuntissimo"
most people think of lipstick as a feminizer, and for good reason, but it acts like a masculinizer on me. i think this happens because i have contradictory facial features (feminine eyes and jaw, masculine mouth and brow)--so highlighting any of the masculine features with paint, even woman-coded paint, draws attention to them. maybe painting them even highlights their masculinity by contrast? supporting evidence: i'm at my most visually feminine when i do a concealer lip. i've dedicated an inordinate amount of time to thinking about this because i will be abandoned by my loved ones if they start to think i'm ugly (this is not true. i am being irrational)
i have thought about the peter steele shoot at least once a week since i was 13. i may think about it on my deathbed