the only thing keeping me sane after finishing “Nona the Ninth” is laughing at the idea of palamedes, after watching the love of his life get stolen by a butch lesbian, spends post death and months in cam contemplating his gender identity and sexuality and says to his best friend “i think I want to be a butch lesbian”
and camilla, our lesbian GOAT, our soft butch champion, my queen and wife, said “bet”













