What It Was Like Growing Up Bisexual & Being the First Girl In My Class to Develop

a photo of two people. The one on the left is cosplaying as Jessica Rabbit with orange hair, a red strapless gown with a high leg slit and purple gloves. The woman standing next to her on the right is dressed in a flowered shirt and cardigan
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I remember standing in the movie theater staring at a game I couldn’t take my eyes off. It was there, wedged in between the spiral wishing well funnel you dropped coins into and what was essentially a glorified mood ring, where you’d press as hard as you could, and it would tell you how stressed you were —  » Read more

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Wind at My Back

I didn’t stop. I focused on my breath, my counting, pressed down harder on the pavement, letting the tension propel my body forward.

The neighbor dude was boring holes into me with his eyes, gaping, his face clearly reading an expression of disbelief. It could have been one of any number of reasons.  » Read more

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