There’s that disorienting feeling again, and Dane and I are walking home from school. I remember this day well. The school bully, Mike, is following us. I know what happens next.
... sometimes you are reminded of the first sip, and sometimes you find something new, but every time you get closer to its truth. Its essence.
Music is Dorothy's heel-click. It's a pinch of Harry’s Floo Powder. It's the rocket ship in which Calvin becomes Spaceman Spiff.
I know firsthand everything that the character Vidya went through. The thing is, the men in real life rarely measure up to Bollywood’s chivalrous heroes.
“You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view... until you climb into his skin and walk around in it.”
Sex makes me uncomfortable. Sure, I like it. Yet, the carnivorous aspect of coitus has always been lost on me. And here, in this Houston home with a red light in the window flagging down gays like the Bat Signal, everyone is ravenous.
It’s Molly’s ‘go to hell’ attitude flowing through me when I tell off Rachel’s grandfather for misgendering her in public and refusing to accept her — for putting conditions on his love.
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