He gave me a lot, but it would have never been enough. He looks thoughtful as he gazes back down at me. It would never have been enough, he tells me, because it would never have been you.
For every person out there who says a man can't love another man, just know this: you're wrong because I have loved. I am loved.
Calling me a freak doesn’t say anything about me, but it says all you need to know about the person hurling it like a grenade.
But you are my brother. You are Kelly’s brother. We would do anything for you. You can’t leave again, I said, voice rough. Not again. You can’t. You would do anything for me? Good. Fine. Don’t leave....
But why does it matter? Why do I need to be defined as anything? Why can't I just be who I am without some asshole trying to make me into something I'm not?
Because sometimes it's about letting go of what your mind tells you and following what your heart shows you instead. That's how you know it will always be real.
–¡Mamá! Mamá, ¡tienes que olfatearlo! Es como… como… ¡Ni siquiera lo sé! Estaba caminando en el bosque para ver los límites de nuestro territorio así podría ser como papá y luego estaba como… guau. Lu...
Low-slung shorts/you and joe IT WAS not a gradual thing. Wait. That was a lie. I didn’t know it was a gradual thing. But it must have been. It had to have been. Because it’s the only thing that ex...
Found out I really hated dancing with strangers who were trying to get up in my business, so I filled in the silence with vivid descriptions of how we’d have at least ten kids and that I knew a spell...
You just have to believe, I said as I flexed. I believe you should work out more if you’re going to keep doing that, Gary said. Because it’s making me feel sad for you.
You can’t say your wish out loud. Not when you look up at the stars. If you do, it won’t come true. And I can’t… I can’t allow that to happen to you. He watched me. I watched him back.
You can only get knocked down so many times before you start shying away from a raised hand, even if it's extended in kindness.
Yes, Gus, because a Ford Taurus screams class, Casey said, sounding amused.It does, Gus insisted. Did you know there are message boards on the Internet devoted to Ford Tauruses? I should know. I’m on...
Why do I need to be defined as anything? Why can’t I just be who I am without some asshole trying to make me into something I’m not?
Well. This has been erotic. Enlightening. Gods, this is enlightening. Like eye-opening. Nothing else!
Well. I guess it’s… it’s the moment, you know, when you wake up first in the morning. You open your eyes and your thoughts are muddled. You’re still partly asleep and you’re warm and don’t want to mov...
The unicorn stared at him. Then, Gary. Your name is Gary, Sam said. Yes. Ah. That’s… not very unicorn-like. Gary scowled. And what is unicorn-like? Sam shrugged. I don’t know. Like Princess Moon Cloud...
The ass to end all asses, I said, unable to stop myself. The Holy Grail of asses. If we lived in a world with fairies and elves, there would be epic quests to go get that ass. I wanted to bite it.
Sometimes, Gus didn’t understand how he found himself in the situations that he did. Even if he was the common denominator, he obviously was not at fault. There had to be some other cosmic power that...
So turtles, right?Right.They exist.Casey was so smart. Yes.And they move really slow.So slow, Josy agreed.But they don’t know that. To them, that’s their normal speed, and everyone else moves superfas...