“When I started making those weird voices, a lot of people told me how whack it was,” she says, “‘What the fuck are you doing?’ they’d say. ‘Why do you sound like that? That doesn’t sound sexy to me.’ And then I started saying, Oh, that’s not sexy to you? Good. I’m going to do it more. Maybe I don’t want to be sexy for you today.”—
I let my friend who is in school to be an Esthetician wax my underarms. I did it because underarms are really important to practice when you are learning because the hair grows in many directions and it is coarse hair growing on delicate skin. I keep touching my armpit and I feel naked without the fuzz. It makes me sad :(
Last night I drank many delicious drinks and had a 2 AM Whataburger parking lot breakfast picnic with a whole pack of sassy queers. I also met a man who introduced himself as the gayest straight man I will ever meet, which is a weird way to introduce yourself and also he is wrong.
My roommate thought I had got laid when I got home and I was like “No Dude I’m just tipsy.”
There is other shit that is dramatic going on with my house but i am too tired to process it right now…later…after sleeps.