I collect odd quotes everywhere I go.
I love reading books centred on anti-heroes.
I believe everyone looks gorgeous in black and white photography.
I am drawn to Bleeding Hearts (the flower), Victorian-style clothes, and antique keys.
I can think of nothing that could make me happier than finding a note for me on my door/in my room/anywhere I will be that someone knows I will find it.
I get annoyed when people squeeze tubes right at the middle.
I get nervous if objects like pens are pointing at me, even if they're resting on a table.
I drink ice cold water so I can feel it trickle all the way down through my chest.
I get the inspiration for stories/poems/scripts right at the moment when I am drifting into dreams; I force myself to wake up and write everything down before sleeping.
I practice conversations when I'm by myself, either by editing ones I've had or inventing ones I wish I'd had.
I have the urge to push down the tabs of fountain drinks from fast food places, even if the tabs aren't mine.
I enjoy eating the ends of bread loaves the most.
I am a vegetarian who eats entirely too much chocolate.
I talk during movies because I can't keep my corny jokes or weird observations to myself.
I like to think we live many lives at once, almost all of which are played out when our strongest identity is fast asleep.
... Oh, right! And, most importantly (at least for the sake of this blog), I am also a woman who loves women.
So, here I am.
And there you are.
Welcome to Queer in Canada!
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