Indie Johnson
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Virtuous orchid
Lend me your divine wisdom
Blooming through concrete
Movie quote: "...I like your costume too! Except when I dress up like a frigid bitch, I try not to look so constipated. " - Elle Woods
Stories (5)
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GAYCATION
It started at gaycation, this convening where a whole bunch of queers gets to camp in the wilderness for fun. There were also games and good food for the week, but it was mostly a retreat for people who hadn't had a chance to enjoy the outdoors. I was not one of those people. I've been a city slicker my whole life, but this was a chance to finally see what being in a commune full of gays would be like. And boy, they did not disappoint. Some of the drama included a new acquaintance of mine using the fact that they, myself, and a new friend shared the same bed on the first night because they were too timid to sleep alone. Being new queers, I didn't hold any objections, and the three of us cuddled until the morning. I didn't know that acquaintances would use our nightcaps to infuriate their ex by making it sound like we "slept" together. To add insult to injury, the ex was my friend, and I certainly had to pull her aside to reassure her that I was not that dirty. I do, in fact, respect boundaries, others more so than my own.
By Indie Johnson3 years ago in Confessions
Summer of '03
It was the summer of ’03 and my mom had had enough of my shitty behavior. She told me if I didn’t straighten up my act that she’d send me to live with my granddad on the ranch. I thought she was playing. I remember the expression on her face as I boarded the train to Thackerville, Tennessee for the old folks home. I had never really spent a ton of time with my granddad beyond the occasional birthday visit or weird Christmas present he’d send. Who likes taxidermy? I don’t even know where the hell Thackerville is. Before leaving, my mom told me that he was a kind man who I should get to know better but I’m not sure I believe her. She thinks she’s a nice woman and we both know what isn’t true. But either way, I'm on the train, headed to a place I know nothing about, to meet a man I really know nothing about. But I will admit, part of me is curious.
By Indie Johnson3 years ago in Fiction
The King of Queens
It was like a movie or the beginning of a bad porno. I decided to spend the day at the beach in Queens, New York. I did yoga that morning and saw a film set pretending to be Puerto Rico for the sake of a tv show. I idled for a few hours, even speaking with one of the PAs about the set and how one could make a few industry friends for work.
By Indie Johnson3 years ago in Confessions
Yet Another Nigga Occupying My Psyche
I say over and over that I'm done with liking, I'm sorry pining after people who couldn’t give two shits and fart about me. I somehow continue to find myself in the loop of denial, one sided friendships and romantic comedies that don't reflect reality.
By Indie Johnson3 years ago in Confessions
