the first time julianne and I met was 5/1/2021. it was the first party I'd been too since the vaccines started being pushed—I'd been about four months out since being hospitalized with the virus on the eve of the insurrection. I'm looking through the shared album everyone contributed to right now, it's pretty funny. most of the people don't talk to each other anymore—except for me, jonny. the one constant always ready for a party.
ironically we hardly party, julianne and I. the only other time was at desert 5 spot (or whatever the fuck it's titled) where she got on stage to sing a song for her birthday. I actually missed her mini set, I'd been outside cooling off because I was dumb enough to wear a denim sherpa indoors. I did get to see one of the sprouse twins grinding on his girl on the dance floor, though.
we'd done an at home before. 6/16/2021. a nice home. piano set near the wide windows, unable to be played without her psycho neighbor banging at the walls for the slightest hums—I hesitated to even whisper.
when I left I had this random white dude at the bus stop start getting aggressive with me, asking why I'm in the neighborhood. motherfucker, I'm here for my business and I'm literally at the bus stop leaving. I was ready to fight this guy but I said something I don't remember that got him to chill out for a second. bus comes and I hop on, this motherfucker hops on—he was waiting for the bus too! motherfucker we are in the same economic class why the fuck you coming at me like that? cunt.
living life is finding your time spent across different people. in 2019 I'd see sara maybe once a week. 2020 I didn't see fucking anybody. 2021 I'd see nat more because of sleezehog. 2022 til they moved in 2024 I'd see taylor pretty consistently. people get rotated. not necessarily because you're being dropped, although friend breakups do happen, but you're just elsewhere—and they are too. julianne's been a little more in my life this year and the previous, and at some point they won't. and that's pretty chill, our lives have intersected when we've needed each other and then we'll keep growing out til they cross again.
any time we share, I'm fortunate.
that's it. all my love to julianne. here's more photos from our time together, 3/17/2025.
