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Lying’s the Most Fun a Girl Can Have
“I identified as a heterosexually-inclined bisexual when I started giving hand jobs for money, and I left more or less a lesbian. It wasn’t the only factor in that transformation, but boy was it a major one.”
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15 Ways to Stay Out of Trouble According to a 1950s Reverend-Doctor
Don’t be a frigid bitch, but don’t be so un-frigid that you murder your husband with sex.
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What a Time to Fail!
“I want to cry but I work in events, and I can’t go home until 8pm. Instead I spend the afternoon wondering how much it would hurt if I bit off my finger.”
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Monday Roundtable: Hey Bad Spender
“I think I’m willing to do this because I’m constantly aware that death awaits us all and I’m more inclined to want to heighten an experience if I can.”
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Monday Roundtable: I’m Not Gonna Do It
It’s not gonna happen, buddy.
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Monday Roundtable: Our Childhood Disobedience, Revisited
“I like to think I’ve put my talking-back skills to great use as an adult who enjoys proving points and getting the last word and being right.”
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How “Bad Girls” Made a Good Girl Gay
“The first time I left my mom in the county jail, the only person more surprised than her was me.”
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Stewing
“I still learned how to make bad things last, make my words sweet when my heart was sour, make anything a weapon, even food.”
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Bad Behavior: Letter From Your Editor
Welcome to “Bad Behavior,” a two-month series about the ways in which we are not good queers, at least not most of the time.
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Why Did You Betray Your Own Heart, Cathy?
“Last week I found one of those butter-coloured strands on my dress, and wondered. Then I realised it was one of my own, greying hairs. Ten years have passed, and she’s straight now, living with the boyfriend I introduced her to nine and a half years ago.”
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Monday Roundtable: Breaking Up and Fucking Up
Just some of the many ways we ruin our lives after a breakup.
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Take Me Home
“She asks me how it went, I say it went bad. I don’t say much more because she hates hearing about my family like they hate hearing about her. It goes better when I keep it to myself.”
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Butch Slut
In the pool hall, my sweetheart and a close friend tease me one night: “unimpressive,” “pure luck,” “you aren’t that good.” They were trying to get my ire up so that an hour later when I told them to stare into each other’s eyes as I fucked my sweetheart’s body, I would mean it with a snarky competitive vengeance, I would mean it with power and control, I would be pushed to take what I want.
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Still Reeling That I’ve Made It
“No one knows, including me, that my overindulgence and competitive drinking is an attempt to assert the only masculinity I know. Toxic.”
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TV Team Roundtable: Our Favorite Lesbian and Bisexual Girls Behaving Badly
“My armor was a smile, Santana’s was an insult. And bless her for it.”
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She Never Liked Me Anyway
Dementia used to be called madness, I was told.
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A+ Roundtable: The Things We Did for the Money We Needed to Survive
Capitalism! So neat!
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13 Ways to Be a Good Woman, According to the Bible
“I derailed Bible study tonight and Pastor Daniel ended up delivering a lecture about the danger of Britney Spears; specifically, Crossroads. He said she’s scandalous.”
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The Sociopath Who Loved Me Enough
“As soon as we met Tara and Tony, our lives morphed to make room for them. Instead of drinking Carol’s parents’ liquor on Friday nights, we went to their apartment in Hillcrest to smoke pot from a bong filled with Midori and play with Tara’s snake.”