wes ! ☆

to the person who approached dorian and i on the street a few months ago,

you asked if we had any money for food. said you liked our style, and we seemed friendly enough. your family disowned you for being queer, and you had nowhere else to go. i felt terrible, but i only had five quid to give you, so i did. we talked about how there's a baguette world and an eat4less down the road. you thanked us, and we both walked away, going our seperate ways. as we did, dorian told me that they know you - you're a local drag performer. dori ended up sending me some pictures of your work. you're extremely talented.

i think about this moment regularly. we were about 20 feet away from an atm machine. i wanted to get some money out of my account for you. dorian and i would go to that atm machine twenty minutes later and find out that it was out of order anyway, and the nearest one would've been the natwest in grand central. you were so grateful for the five pounds that i had on me, though. i'm so sorry i couldn't give you more at the time.

i don't know if i believe in god, but i know that i believe in you. i love you so much. i hope you're okay. please keep surviving.

xo, floris