I grew up looking up to you as a brother, a friend and a role model, someone I thought would have my back when the bullies came after me at the playground, when the other kids at school made fun of me for the way I walked, for my “weird” fashion sense and for my “girly” voice. I always thought that you would protect me.
It’s 2012 and possibly our last year on Earth. These six tips will ensure that you stay classy in your final hours.
Take a drink: When someone says the word “problematic.” A person just happens to leave an important book lying out on their desk where everyone can see it.
Making Skrillex into a font. I really don’t know why it isn’t already — because that’s what I thought it was the first time I heard that word.
I felt soothed by it, my insecurities and rage somehow assuaged by early aughties power pop. As Adam Schlesinger told me that the mother of Stacy “had it going on,” I knew that I also was worthy of being sexed. I felt strangely empowered by his male gaze.