I hope that George doesn't internalize her scare tactics. I want to argue with her, tell her that "sins of the flesh" is just a control mechanism -- if you demonize a person's pleasure, then you can control his or her life. I can't say how many times this tool has been wielded against me, in a variety of forms. But I see no sin in a kiss. I only see sin in the condemnation.

For I have never wanted a lover, but I have always wanted to love, and to be loved.

I want you to be honest with me. Even if it hurts. Although I would prefer for it not to hurt.

I am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me.

There are few things harder than being born into the wrong body.

I want to talk to you and be random with you and be ridiculous with you.

The way you argued with me, you would have thought that we were debating the existence of God or whether or not we should move in together. These kinds of fights can never be won – even if you’re the victor, you’ve hurt the other person, and there has to be some loss associated with that.