Oh, and I interrupted a marathon. Which- good. It was accidental, I wasn’t paying attention.

St kilda gets good flooper weird when it gets all autumn/early winter. All the backpackers leave, same with the SanFran tech bros & British marketing chumps & the locals come out and shine in their full weirdo energy. But only for other residents, and never those who have kids lmao.

got interior design suggestions from the woman who runs the beachwear boutique, and was hyped up by her mate who runs the new vintage shop across the road (she gave me a mad discount on this stunning velvet dress)

Like what do you do with this? They know I like them, they like me, and I’d like it if they contact me frankly because I’d like to see them again. But also what if they don’t like me and don’t want to see me? This is a lot for my 10+ years of being single

(Melbourne winter is coming)

Also everyone starts dealing with the usual Piscean experience (my daily life) and that’s super annoying.

“Oh Sofia, I have so many feelings, I’m so confused, I have these weird dreams, time doesn’t exist” blah blah blah yeah I know it sucks now you know what it’s like.

Context- I’m not a fan of Pisces season. Things are too floopy, and this one will be THE floopiest due to astrological climate.

I also am aware me being right and my ego comes second to the overall positive impacts on young people and sex educators from orgs and gov taking the approaches recommended from the findings.

Me: trying to get ventolin, unable to breathe.
Full queer parade marching past pouring glitter on me: “yessss mama”

I walked with Zoos Victoria

She did it on purpose but I’m not fooled. I’m still going 😌

Thank you 😭