The legendary children of Paris Is Burning, (1990).
Gone, but not forgotten.
Live on, you beautiful souls.
I love how red everyone’s eyes are lmaoooo
i dont think my friends understand. when i say my room is messy i dont mean “cute” messy where i have a jacket hanging here and there i mean messy as in fuckin trash island where garbage citizens hold elections over who will become the next trash overlord it’s fuckin gross
TELL US WHY YOURE CLOSED
WHY ARE YOU PUTTING PEOPLE THROUGH THIS