We all go at our own speed. Labeled or unlabeled, Demi Lovato is important to queer people everywhere and we will not stand for anyone (straight or gay) to tell her otherwise.
It was always you who felt apologetic somehow: for wearing that shirt, for playing that game, for liking this thing, for just being you. But none of that is important.
She couldn’t help but stare in awe at the most beautiful girl she’d ever met, inside and out. She couldn’t help but fall faster, faster, faster.
Sometimes we blind ourselves with the idea of people we should be, the path we should take, to be the society-appropriate. But at the end of the day, ‘you’ should be the one who matters the most. How you felt, how deeply you loved, how fiercely you lived. And you should never apologize for that.
A stripper? I mean, accepting the fact that I might be bisexual was one thing, but being on a date with a stripper?! That was too much to handle for me right now.
We aren’t disregarding the relationships we previously had with our male partners, we did love them, and it was a real love for that time in our lives. It wasn’t forced, or fake. It wasn’t because it was what society told us to do.
I wondered: What if I’m actually NOT queer enough to claim the label?
For a while I thought I could just stay in the closet my entire life.
I was in the closet for too long I was almost sure I was in Narnia already (and the closet is suffocating).
Your love for God is greater than the love for your children. A love like that is hard for me to understand.