Self pity becomes your oxygen. But you learned to breathe it without a gasp. So, nobody even notices you're hurting.
Paul MonetteMots clés self-esteem gay lgbt queer self-pity
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What sexual preference do you hope she has?” “Happiness.” Isnt that cool?
Francesca Lia BlockMots clés love lgbt weetzie-bat sexual-preference
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If a bullet should enter my brain, let that bullet destroy every closet door.
Harvey MilkMots clés inspirational gay lgbt civil-rights
Fashion is what you adopt when you don't know who you are.
Quentin CrispThe only queer people are those who don't love anybody.
Rita Mae BrownMots clés love gay lgbt queer lesbian
We’re sick of hearing people say, “That band is so gay,” or “Those guys are fags.” Gay is not a synonym for shitty. If you wanna say something’s shitty, say it’s shitty. Stop being such homophobic assholes.
Pete WentzMots clés lgbt vocabulary homophobia
[Two respondents] minimized the assimilationist implications of the dominant account; Russ Silver rejects the idea entirely.
'I have no interest in being accepted. I consider this system corrupt, and I don't want to be accepted by it. We're in this together. Faggots, junkies, women, blacks, Hispanics, Native Americans, Asians, don't you see it? Don't you see that our white male government doesn't care about us? When I say this it shocks coat-and-tie lesbians and gay men everywhere. Well, I'm sorry, folks; if you had AIDS you would know what I know: The government doesn't give a goddamn cent for a faggot's life.
The single best thing about coming out of the closet is that nobody can insult you by telling you what you've just told them.
Rachel MaddowMots clés politics truth honesty gay lgbt political commentary lesbian coming-out-of-the-closet msnbc rachel-maddow
But where was God now, with heaven full of astronauts, and the Lord overthrown? I miss God. I miss the company of someone utterly loyal. I still don't think of God as my betrayer. The servants of God, yes, but servants by their very nature betray. I miss God who was my friend. I don't even know if God exists, but I do know that if God is your emotional role model, very few human relationships will match up to it. I have an idea that one day it might be possible, I thought once it had become possible, and that glimpse has set me wandering, trying to find the balance between earth and sky. If the servants hadn't rushed in and parted us, I might have been disappointed, might have snatched off the white samite to find a bowl of soup.
As it is, I can't settle, I want someone who is fierce and will love me until death and know that love is as strong as death, and be on my side for ever and ever. I want someone who will destroy and be destroyed by me. There are many forms of love and affection, some people can spend their whole lives together without knowing each other's names. Naming is a difficult and time-consuming process; it concerns essences, and it means power. But on the wild nights who can call you home? Only the one who knows your name. Romantic love has been diluted into paperback form and has sold thousands and millions of copies. Somewhere it is still in the original, written on tablets of stone. I would cross seas and suffer sunstroke and give away all I have, but not for a man, because they want to be the destroyer and never the destroyed.
Mots clés life love philosophy god religion lgbt
It's astonishing the amount of time that certain straight people devote to gay sex - trying to determine what goes where and how often. They can't imagine any system outside their own, and seem obsessed with the idea of roles, both in bed and out of it. Who calls whom a bitch? Who cries harder when the cat dies? Which one spends the most time in the bathroom? I guess they think that it's that cut-and-dried, though of course it's not. Hugh might do the cooking, and actually wear an apron while he's at it, but he also chops the firewood, repairs the hot-water heater, and could tear off my arm with no more effort than it takes to uproot a dandelion.
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