Although there is the finale left for them to fuck up which would be very on brand lmao

and because, at the end of the day, I’m an adult who freely chooses to have sex and freely chose not to use birth control on some occasions and freely chose to carry pregnancies to term and freely chose to breastfeed and I am not ashamed of any of these things. Nor should I be.

It once again comes down to choice and power and the desire of a patriarchal society to remove both choice and power from women (the overwhelming majority of pregnant people).
So I will continue to breastfeed in public wearing my crop tops and lacy bras and I will continue to express at work.

Like yeah, obviously it's so tough being a queer kid in a small town. But the little moments of joy... I remember them so well. It still warms my heart to think of first dances and stolen kisses