Don't stop believing
Saturday night I went to the Labyrinth ball with K. There were tears. Lots of drama, and tears. When it was bad, it was so very very bad. But it wasn't all bad.
We had a hell of a time getting ready to go, a hell of a time sneaking past the new neighbors (I did not want to be in drag the first time I ever meet these people) and a whatever-is-worse- ( Read more... )
We had a hell of a time getting ready to go, a hell of a time sneaking past the new neighbors (I did not want to be in drag the first time I ever meet these people) and a whatever-is-worse- ( Read more... )
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