It is Wednesday night and the dishwasher is running and the lights are dim and we are fostering sibling kittens (named Luka and Lebron because of recent trade) that are eating their food while we sleep. Living with Margaret is kind of like probably how some people feel when their hair is brushed while they're crying? We do take care of each other. One of those things that means more than all of the stuff we go around doing all day. I got home and she told me about her women and gender studies class where they were learning about the intersection of people with disabilities and BDSM. We will be interesting forever, probably.
bffs like this:
today I:
yesterday I:
All adventurous women do.