Before I felt comfortable with my positioning on the Kinsey scale, I was dishonest with myself too, because the truth hurts and consonants and vowels can bruise just as easily as sticks and stones.
I was the last person to see him as he fell into that warmth. I feel like I was the last person to ever truly see him alive.
There’s a strange tint to our relationship. I would watch him set up his shot and feel relieved with the fact that I hadn’t gotten to that point.
When you’ve made such a huge switch, it’s best to pretend it’s all going well. I text them back with a lot of smiling emojis and exclamation points.
These salty tears could rim margaritas.
Even though it weighs nothing, a dream is the heaviest thing you will ever struggle with.
It’s at that point of duress when I realize that I’ve been going at everything the wrong way.