I don't get this at all. It's like protesting the fact that some people are red-haired.

the world loves stupid labels. i wish we got to choose our own.

having someone think of me that way was like discovering a new window in the room i'd lived in all my life.

Here's what breaks us: Even though we know better, we still want everything to be all right.

When it comes to true dance, it's not about how you look, it's all about the joy you feel.

apparel, n.: There are times I don’t mind doing the laundry, because folding your clothes reminds me of the shape of you.

We pencil-sketch our previous life so we can contrast it to the technicolor of the moment.