#𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑶𝑵... an independent blog for alison gordon of saw. sideblog to junksaw, written by ally.
The Stonewall Inn
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#𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑶𝑵... an independent blog for alison gordon of saw. sideblog to junksaw, written by ally.
Chloë Sevigny Vogue Italia (October 2003) ph. Mario Sorrenti archivio.vogue.it
‘ larry... ’ when alison says his name, she pillows it with exhaustion. it’s always best to, she knows now, or else let it be pricked with marital thorns ( their bodies are ripe for scratching, for clawing and seeing if it leaves behind wet blood under their nails ... she prefers her nails unblemished for now, red only with the paint of a manicure. ). ‘ if you’ve figured out how to turn whatever you’re feeling on and off like a switch, then i’m happy for you. i’m thrilled. ’ exasperation thins her smile, tight and flat as any look in a family photo ( they are turning two - dimensional now, she’s learning : lawrence is a façade of professionalism, alison the picture of love when he can’t afford to be, the entire image gold - framed and cracking at the corners. ). she sits, once more becoming the furniture they fill their space with, high price tags, form over function, and every stray thread hidden on the other side of the cushion. her voice quiets. ‘ but i'm tired of sitting around and waiting until you decide it’s time to let me in again. ’
@cutfoot ... “ but you're here. so stay. “
How can you go through life pretending that you’re happy?