Courtney Carola Quotes

the man i went on a date with did more than try to "cure me" of my asexuality
it's funny because i never thought someone's penis would be considered an antidote of any kind
and i don't think that's what my doctor meant when he told me i needed more Vitamin D in my diet
but apparently my sexuality was enough of a diagnosis for him to decide to play doctor with me
maybe he should've put his stethoscope up to my mouth instead of between my breasts
maybe then he would've heard me when i told him to stop it

i can love
as Aristotle
who coined the term "philía"
loved his brothers
it isn't that hard of a concept to grasp
but because i am not grasping someone else
you think there is something wrong with me
but i am fine

It doesn't matter where you're at, when you're with people you love, you're where you belong.

Francesca was a strong believer in fate. She assumed he picked up the habit from her therapist who was constantly preaching that "everything happened for a reason", but regardless she now spouted out that philosophy like she was paid to. Everything big in her life, she believed it was all a part of God's plan – it was all fate. So the way she saw it, it had to be fate that Paul came into her life like this.

they want us to believe that to be queer, to be trans, to be confused, to be questioning is
equivalent to being a sinner
but conveniently forget that we are all sinners in God's eyes
that every day we all sin
that sin dates all the way back to Adam and Eve, and ever since then we have all been
deemed sinners in God's eyes
but sinners can be forgiven

ten reasons to love being queer

viii.
the people within our community are so supportive and so caring and so loving, most of the time towards people they don't even know
and it is in moments like that when you realize that the queer community is more than a community
we are a family

you're such a pretty girl" they say
but they don't see the way she recoils back from the world
as if it's coming for her like fire, as if it burns
and it does
it burns like a flame that no one can see
so white hot and intense that it rivals the sun
it melts her skin and eats away at her flesh
until she is nothing
nothing but a skeleton that no one can call
a girl

my blood runs pink
(for my sexuality that is mine to embrace, not yours to strike
with lightning bolts of change)
and red
(for the life i will continue to live, the life you cannot take
away from me)
and orange
(for my siblings who heal me with their love and
understanding, helping me piece myself back together after you tried
to break me)
and yellow
(for the sunlight from within that still manages to shine in
these dark times)
and green
(for existing in the natural, physical world when all you want
is my disappearance)
and blue
(for the serenity we bring amidst the disturbances we face)
and purple
(for my spirit, which won't be broken)
(it can never be broken and you will never break us)

they want us to believe that the way we love is wrong

"and a man who will lie down with a male in a woman's bed
both of them have made an abomination."

but conveniently forget how David's and Jonathan's souls were knit together,
that the two of them had a bond between the two of them that was too strong to ignore
that the two of them formed a covenant with one another.

"the soul of Jonathan was knit to the soul of David,
and Jonathan loved him as his own soul."

that David preferred the love of Jonathan to the love of any woman

Sometimes I wonder if other people think about death - frequently, or just in general. I wonder if they think about it casually, like they're thinking of the weather, or if they think of it lying awake at night, haunted by their own thoughts. I wonder ... if they do think about it, do they ever think about their own death - the when, the how?