Bunny turned out to be a very naughty child and was often found thrown across momma Bunny’s knees getting spanked.
When they define queer as "odd" and "strange"
Come to me and I shall educate you
Queer is normal.
Queer is beautiful.
Queer is fine.
A march on 28th February was organized by the students of Delhi University to demonstrate the fact that a university belongs to the presentation of genuine ideas and free thinking.
Just then his phone buzzed. He took one look at it and his face broke into a big grin. She winked at him. People acted funny when they were in love. Diano was no exception.
To what limits can the destitution drive you, then was my turn to experience the thrill and the peace of having you to just talk with.
I have been doing this, marching, since I am a kid. I used to go on my dad’s shoulders and march with him and my mum, as my sister was to small for all the crowd, was just us three.
One more of those moments is all I want - just once more
And I will buy myself back from you
Instead, can you keep my essence forever - however long or short that moment lasts?
I started believing in the dreams I never had,
Cancelling well laid out plans for the one who didn't have.
I kissed you under the mistletoe
Silently, secretly, afraid to let our cover blow
But we had to do it, it was Christmas time
I was yours and you were mine
Diano smiled as he booted up the laptop. Once he was in, he double-clicked on the MSN icon. It hadn't finished logging in when a message popped up. It was Andy.
I took a major step and came out to my mother almost a year ago but believe me it has taken me equally long to process it.
"Hello! This is a common formula in many movies. If something doesn't work out, take a break. Come back another day." Energy started fiddling with the buttons to set his training routine.
I have no doubt that the moment I laid eyes on you; I felt a never-before experienced connection – a connection over which I had absolutely no control.
I wonder if you think of me
On those sleepless moonlit nights
Of what we could have been
if you had said yes
Dreams of the texture of your hair…
"Er... His name is Cute." Summer said trying to clear the misunderstanding. She had forgotten to point at Cute when she made the introduction.
Gazing into my own eyes in the mirror, I finally said those three words I was afraid to say for such a long time.
Summer brought out the cage they'd bought in advance. She folded a clean towel and placed it inside the cage, to cushion the base.
"He's the naughtiest of the three, always full of energy and running around. It's sad that I've to restrict them to the box.
Was I straight? I hadn’t been for a while, and a last couple of years had been a fight, a complete rewriting of myself.
To be honest… I hated that fruit, and each bite was like poison to my taste buds.