It is hard to stop seeing your son as a son and to start seeing him as a human being.
It is hard to stop seeing your parents as parents and to start seeing them as human beings.
It's a two-sided transition, and very few people manage it gracefully.
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 desire, love is love.
David LevithanTags: freedom lgbt-rights
I want to be here with her. I want to be the one who lives up to her hopes.
David LevithanThe only way to survive is to let some of them go.
David LevithanAnd you are just now realizing it, you are just now arriving at the place you were always meant to be.
David LevithanWe go for what feels like hours and also feels like no time at all.
David LevithanIt's okay," I say-perhaps the biggest lie of all. But it's one of those things you do. You say something like "It's okay" not because it is, in fact, okay, but because you're hoping these words will somehow make it okay. Even though they never, ever do.
David Levithana genuine, tee-hee-hee giggle...it's like he's being tickled by life
David LevithanTags: pg-146
My eye is still used to searching for her in a crowd. My breath is still used to catching when I see her and the light is angled just right. My body is still used to hers moving next to mine. So the distance—anything short of contact—is a constant rejection. We were together for six months, and in each of those months my desire found new ways to be fueled by her. It’s over can’t kill that. All of the songs I wrote in my head were for her, and now I can’t stop them from playing. This null soundtrack. I’m tired, she’d said, and I told her that I was tired, too, and that I wanted to take some time for us, too. And then she’d said, No, I’m tired of you, and I slipped into the surreal-but-true universe where we were over and I wasn’t over it. She was no longer any kind of here that I could get to
David LevithanI try to hear her voice, try to separate that single pitch from the shouts and applause. But she’s as lost to me as she was the night I cried and she didn’t turn back to see if I was okay. Three weeks, two days, and twenty-three hours ago. And she’s already with someone else.
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