I always wanted to be a writer. I wrote e.e. cummings quotes on the inside of my closet and on the...
In high school, words were my power. Nobody paid attention to me otherwise. I was a queer kid coming of...
7 sex bloggers were standing outside a glass blowing studio. We’d been waiting for an hour and there was no sign...
I started this blog 3 years ago with no aspirations. No goals. Not knowing what to tweet about. Not knowing what to...
GAY BEACH GIRLFROND FUNTIMES SUPERBLORPS. That’s what our shared calendar said. We planned the trip on a whim: several nights...
Kynan greets me at the airport with a bouquet of hand-drawn sex toys. Eleven toys, all of them my favorites,...
I’ve had to come out to my parents more than once. When I was 14, I wrote them a letter...
I never know my name anymore. A few months ago, I was at sex educator friend’s party getting high out...
I got my chance to tell my parents about my work sooner than I expected. They invited me over for...
This is the 500th post on this here blog. I felt like it needed some sort of commemoration, so I...
The cliché is true — it feels like just yesterday and like forever ago. This week marks 10 years since...
If you had asked me years ago if I was ever going to tell my parents about my blog, I...
The memory’s a bit of a blur now, but almost 7 years ago, I was standing in the bathroom at...
This Christmas, every time I hugged my grandpa, he feigned outrage and yelled “sexual assault!” At my boyfriend’s parents’ house,...
