I felt old. Again. It had been happening a lot lately. I did not live the life of an old lady, but I could hear it beckoning to me, like a mermaid on a rock.— Michelle Tea, Paris: A Lie
I was determined that in fiction anyway two men should fall in love and remain in it for the ever and ever that fiction allows.
I have almost completed a long novel, but it is unpublishable until my death and England's.
A huge part of what animates homophobia among young people is paranoia and fear of their own capacity to be gay themselves.
It all started when Dam went missing.
Find the Seventh Sister,And the girl shall be,Your spiritual guardian,For eternity.
I've always loved being gay. Sure, Kenya was not exactly Queer Nation but my sexuality gave me joy. I was young, not so dumb and full of cum! There was no place for me in heaven but I was content munc...
With those shared personal stories and our own valued experiences we all, sometimes unknowingly, have a unique quality to impress vast and contrasting individual footprints onto this world. You may no...
Without people coming in to our lives we never evolve, we just remain stagnant. Surely there is more to life than standing still whilst letting it pass you by. What’s even worse, is living a life pret...
Living in a world of darkness doesn't mean we must surrender, but to survive, we need to occasionally unleash the diva from within.
It’s never too late to find that one person who can change you, for a reason, a season or a lifetime.
I want you forever. I will always be with you. I will always love you. I will love, honor, and cherish you for all eternity.
I felt old. Again. It had been happening a lot lately. I did not live the life of an old lady, but I could hear it beckoning to me, like a mermaid on a rock."— Michelle Tea, "Paris: A
We are not human beings having a spiritual experience but spiritual beings having a human experience.
Words exist only in theory. And then one ordinary day you run into a word that exists only in theory. And you meet it face to face. And then that word becomes someone you know. That word becomes someo...
The memories were strange clingy things like burrs knotted in his hair. He could choose to let them be, he only felt them when he pulled them, and he could pretend they weren't there like positioning...
