I was wrong, I screwed up – how else can I say it? But there was plenty I learned from Dave. Later, after all that happened between Cross Sugarman and me, I even saw Dave as practice for Cross, as preparation. He made me ready, as Conchita had once made me ready for a friendship with Martha; there are people we treat wrong, and later, we’re prepared to treat other people right. Perhaps this sounds mercenary, but I feel grateful for these trial relationships, and I would like to think it all evens out–surely, unknowingly, I have served as practice for other people.
If I was going to deploy a mission to ascertain the disposition and intent of one very pretty lady. Would playing rugby in college be a point in the ‘gay’ column?
i dont know how they keep score in rugby, but yes, i think so, a point
Did you know that one of the Cullen vampires studied at Interlochen irl? Every time I see him on screen it makes me think of you.
yes he did
i think of me when i see the cullens
because i am also pale and indoors too often
Constance McMillen saves the day in a landmark ruling where she gets her money and Itawamba County School District gets its first gender/sexuality inclusive anti-discrimination policy, the first of…
Episode 105 of “The Real L Word” was all about blinds and sex and wedding dresses and space. Also, the salsa and Nat Garcia and lucky dogs and Celesbianism, which is like lesbianism for the stars. IN…
Do you have tons of free time and no need for money? Want to lose friends, sleep and possibly your mind? You should work for Autostraddle! Here’s how you can live the dream.
Though Gaga told fans to ignore the Westboro Baptist Church protesters in St. Louis this weekend, her little monsters still brought some signs of their own. Also Lindsay Lohan goes to jail, and Adam…
The Real L Word’s definition of a “100 footer,” illustrated by wasteunit, via Real L Word Recap: #105
So, what is wrong with college dropouts?
NOTHING nothing is wrong with college dropouts. it’s just that we don’t want to be the reason you dropped out, you know? also, when people drop out of college or lose their minds or get new girlfriends or participate in any other MONUMENTAL LIFE-ALTERING EVENT, they tend to stop returning our emails and instead pretend we/they don’t exist and that results in riese being disappointed and screwed over and everyone else having to work EVEN HARDER while harboring small feelings of resentment that inevitably lead to not trusting that person again and THAT upsets me because i want to believe that everyone is good and trustworthy and then people go and do sh*t like that and i’m left with the sad reality that people will let you down and I HATE REALITY, ANONYMOUS FORMSPRING QUESTIONER. I HATE IT.
Are you kidding about the memoir? Because I just pimped you out to my agent friend. I only ask for 5% of whatever you make.
i actually do have an agent
i owe her a manuscript two years ago
the memoir i finished was old, needs tons of work
i have like enough work to create a book somewhere, if i piece it together
it’s that part that’s hard
it’s also standing on the river with my flyroad having the courage to admit my life
Do you make birthday wishes? If so, do they ever come true?
every birthday i wish that nobody will be really mean to me that day and they have come true except for two times. also i wish for a cookie, and some alone time. i can get that usually too. but then sometimes, your friends make you go to truck stop on your birthday, and you realize your life is no longer in your own hands, and you wonder what has become of you
Do you sometimes feel like formspring is a cave and you are a bear and we are prodding? Or is it more like formspring the zoo and you the walrus and me with this bucket of fish.
it’s like formspring is a situation where i’m a monkey going cheep cheep cheep and then i slip on a banana and someone says “dance” and i dance and i’m suddenly a really good dancer, but then i slip again, and sometimes it’s late and i say silly things. in a monkey voice
are you still friends with lozo?
in my mind, we are still friends, we are at the Hustler Club, sharing a laugh. i try to act like people will just stay my friend forever via occasional conversations.
