WHAT AM I GOING TO DO? Tiny shouts in my ear, and I want to say, “Hopefully, go find a guy who knows there is no u in awesome

I wake up feverish, sore, uncomfortable.Is it sickness or is it heartbreak?I can’t tell.The thermometer says I’m normal, but I’m clearly not.

But it doesn’t say that dude shall not fall in love with dude, because that’s just impossible, right? The gays are animals, answering their animal desires. It’s impossible for animals to fall in love. And...

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

For the first time in a long time, I drive with no music. I’m not happy-not happy about Jane and Mr. Randall Water Polo Doucheface IV, not happy about Tiny abandoning me without so much...

You can find sorrow in the arithmetic, and you can find a bittersweet hope.

We grow up. Planets like Tiny get new moons. Moons like me get new planets.

and i’m thinking, aren’t i supposed to be the one who’s freaking out here? tiny is going to be the first b-b-b- (i can’t do it) boy-f-f-f (c’mon, will) boyf-boyf (here we go) boyfriend of...

What?”‘I Wanna Hold Your Hand.’ First single. Fucking brilliant. Perhaps the most fucking brilliant song ever written. Because they nailed it. That’s what everyone wants. Not 24-7 hot wet sex. Not a marriage that lasts...

why do you have to fix the salad? who broke it? i didn’t touch it. did you break the salad, mom? if you did, YOU’D BETTER FIX IT!

this is what i never allow myself to need.and of course i’ve been needing it all along.

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

What I’m trying to say is that I spent the last four months learning to be alone, avoiding the world, hating pretty much anyone who so much as blinked at me.” But when I am...

I think they would like the songs betterif I left out the names, or changedthe pronouns.

Breath and heat and contact and shirts off and skin on skin and smiles and murmurs and the enormity revealing itself in the tiniest of gestures, the most delicate sensations.

I’d pick you, I say. Fuck it, I do pick you. I want you to come over to my house in twenty years with your dud and your adopted kids and I want our fucking...

It is okay to be happy

I think if you keep the box closed long enough you do kill the cat, actually. And-God, I hope you won’t take this personally-but I love my best friend more than anyone in the world.

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