A-Camp felt like that first love, exhilarating and nerve-wracking in a good way, and you think you can survive on that, just that and nothing else. But at the same time it also felt like the childhood home where you felt warm, safe, protected. I had travelled and moved around so much I didn’t exactly know where my home was anymore. Until I was at camp and I was right there and I found my home, along with all the other Runaways, who now hold a special place in my heart. And I realize that sounds amazingly corny and tacky.
For now I have to deal with money and patriarchy and the real world but that’s ok because come October, you and I will be home again.
planetofthequeers-deactivated20 asked:
Happy tumblr birthday! Maybe we should get you a big cake just to have a woman pop out of it. Or a woman come out from the bushes. :-P
