By the time the institution intervened, no body had been laughing
Might 26, 2012 3:30AM (UTC)
The time that is first called me a “faggot” i did son’t hear it at all. That’s because my mind ended up being being slammed against a locker, the syllables crashing together like cymbals in my own ear.
I hoped Fred and I might be friends when I arrived at this new private school in seventh grade, after my mom got a job teaching. Read more