To my dearest friend,
First of all, I want to say I’m so sorry it took me so long to write to you. I’ve been working through some of my own stuff over the past few years and I didn’t know you were suffering so much too. Honestly, it’s funny how alone you can feel as a bisexual prince and then you realize we are all out here feeling so alone, together.
Anyway, I wanted to write this letter to let you know I love you, darling. I’m devastated that this has been so hard for you. If I had…
My insides have been eviscerated.
My stomach hurts and maybe I’m dying.
It’s like this crushing pressure.
It’s just so painful. I cannot handle
I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER AND THE REST OF MY LIFE WILL BE AGONY!
Just a few texts my friends and I have exchanged about a TV show we all love. In the devastating aftermath of Fleabag, season two, I am curious about what Fleabag did to us and why our collective emotional ruining is something it seems we were all longing for. …