Straight people have it so much easier. They don’t understand. They can’t. There’s no such thing as openly straight.

Straight people have it so much easier. They don’t understand. They can’t. There’s no such thing as openly straight.

It needs to be said that sometimes my mom forgets important details when she talks. Like the time she told us she was considering leather (couches, it turns out), or when I was little and she said, "Here's a napkin to put your balls in" (the Atomic Fireballs that I was eating, she meant).

Wouldn't it be nice if we lived in a world where no one thought being gay was even something to ride someone about?

The world needs people who are more comfortable standing still. We keep the earth on it axis when everybody else is bouncing around.

Guilt is about something you do. Shame is about who you are.

Having no room of my own to "take care of things" had begun to weigh on me. I wondered if storing up semen would have a health impact on me, positive or negative, like shinier hair or weight gain.