If I could still play I’d play the softest song: A moth in a lamp light, a snow globe turning upside down, Michelle Obama buttoning her husband’s bulletproof vest. We are all fragile and fraying, praying we can hold the tire swing through the summer. -- Andrea Gibson, Glider Plane
Judy, eighteen, university student from Sydney who talks too much & has a tendency towards overdramatisation. Among other things, this blog is an ode to intersectional feminism, Ryan Gosling, and heavy doses of procastination.