It’s one thing to fall in love. It’s another to feel someone else fall in love with you, and to feel a responsibility toward that love.

…because if you can make yourself happy in the rain then you’re doing pretty alright in life.

We come to a corner where there are a few people protesting the festivities. I don’t understand this at all. It’s like protesting the fact that some people are red-haired. In my experience, desire is...

The sound of words as they’re said is always different from the sound they make when they’re heard, because the speakers hears some of the sound from the inside.

New Yorkers love the bigness — the skyscrapers, the freedom, the lights. But they also love it when they can carve out some smallness for themselves. When the guy at the corner store knows which...

Feeling someone else’s anger is bad; being left alone is worse.

isaac knows how stupid i find these things, and he finds them just as stupid as i do. like lol. now, if there’s anything stupider than buddy lists, it’s lol. if anyone ever uses lol...

I am jealous of anyone who can make other people care so much.

The quiet times are the ones to hold on to.

When you dance, you measure distance as if it’s a solid thing; you make precise judgments every time two bodies exist in relation to each other. So I knew right away the definition of the...

he is both the source of my happiness and the one i want to share it with.

An unarticulated crush is very different from an unrequited one, because at least with an unrequited crush you know what the hell you’re doing, even if the other person isn’t doing it back. An unarticulated...

I want you to be honest with me. Even if it hurts. Although I would prefer for it not to hurt. – A

Some people think mental illness is a matter of mood, a matter of personality. They think depression is simply a form of being sad, that OCD is a form of being uptight. They think the...

It was so much easier when I didn’t want anything. Not getting what you want can make you cruel.

O Lord, as I walk through the valley of the shadow of doubt, at least let mewear a Walkman…

Tony knows the names of trees and birds. As we walk around, he points them out to me. I try to record them in my mind, but the information never holds. What matters to me...

cadence, n.I have never lived anywhere but New York or New England, but there are times when I’m talking to you and I hit a Southern vowel, or a word gets caught in a Suthern...

We have defied the day as it was set out for us.

I had yet to learn that when it came to gender, I was both and neither.

Do I really have to find a word for it? Can’t it just be what it is?

We wish we could have been there for you. We didn’t have many role models of our own–we latched on to the foolish love of Oscar Wilde and the well-versed longing of Walt Whitman because...

Family, like arsenic, works best in small doses…unless you prefer to die.

When you live as I do, you cannot indulge in jealousy. If you do, it will rip you apart.

Now she’s lit by the warm orange spreading from the horizon as not-quite-day, becomes not-quite-night

I’m so sorry,” I continue. And it’s like the last word is a hurdle and I can’t leap it, because something in the word snags my voice and suddenly I am giving everything up. I...

Betrayal. Lust. Secrecy. Devotion. I think we do these things to feel more alive. When the truth is that alive is alive — you can feel it in anything, if you give it a chance.

and the HE stands up. if frenchy’s could bottle him up and sell him as porn, they’d probably own half of chicago within a year. he’s what would happen after nine months if abercrombie fucked...

My lines all curve. I tend to connect the wrong dots.

abyss, n.There are times when I doubt everything. When I regret everything you’ve taken from me, everything I’ve given you, and the waste of all the time I’ve spent on us.

It’s b******* to think of friendship and romance being different. They’re not. They’re just variations of the same love. Variatons of the same desire to be close.

Our moments are music, and sometimes – just sometimes – we can catch them and put them into some lasting form. If we didn’t have music, I don’t think we could ever be truly happy,...

I want to say more, but don’t know what the words are supposed to be. I feel such a tenderness for these vulnerable night-time conversations, the way words take a different shape in the air...

I will be the one to leave you.

the answer is to just let gothe betrayal is to the pastthe cocoon dangles emptythe desire outlasts the objectthe effort lingersthe frustration is in how pointless the effort wasthe ghost does not make itself transparentthe...

The past and future are what’s complicated. It’s the present that’s simple.

I am proud that I defy your categories. I am proud that I don’t fit easily into any box. I am proud of all the things I am and all the things i can be....

The truth feels different from other things. The closest you can come to describing it is that it feels like taking a perfect breath.

Most dancers find their confidence in dancing. Right is mere millimeters away from wrong. Failure is always louder than success. But there is an accumulation of all the things you don’t do wrong, and it...

Love doesn’t have to be on Valentine’s Day. It doesn’t have to be by the time you turn eighteen or thirty-three or fifty-nine. It doesn’t have to conform to whatever is usual. It doesn’t have...

There’s no way for them to take away my sadness, but they can make sure I am not empty of all the other feelings.

The joy is in remembering; the pain is in knowing it was yesterday.

tiny: but there is the word, this word phil wrayson taught me once: weltschmerz. it’s the depression you feel when the world as it is does not line up with the world as you think...

In my experience, desire is desire, love is love. I have never fallen in love for a gender. I have fallen for individuals. I know this is hard for people to do, but I don’t...

There are boys lying awake, hating themselves. There are boys screwing for the right reasons and boys screwing for the wrong ones. There are boys sleeping on benches and under bridges, and luckier unlucky boys...

Really, weren’t these facts just placeholders until the long view could really assert itself?

Invoking the moral high ground somehow makes you lose it. Using a secret as a weapon makes you almost as bad as the transgressor.

breath is not aware of its history; it is just breath.I wish I could be like that, or love could be like that.

Pink is female – but why? Are girls any more pink than boys? Are boys any more blue than girls? It’s something that has been sold to us, mostly so other things can be sold...

livid, adj.Fuck You for cheating on me. Fuck you for reducing it to the word cheating. As if this were a card game, and you sneaked a look at my hand. Who came up with...