aquapages

It seems like how I last year realized (even as a bisexual girl) I hadn’t read a lot of queer books and started changing that, this year I realized I hadn’t read a lot of books where people have explicit mental illness and started changing that. I think it’s going to be a theme for a while, unless I suddenly realize this corona situation is to dire in itself and change back to reading poetry about plants and short, light, cute queer love stories.