If I was Euro-Trash, I’d find the finest chandelier store in Milano. Spend an afternoon there and then spend a few thousand. Kiss Kiss.
Is it a steak house or a gay bar? Prepare to... →
Middle School Sucks
Middle school was terrible for me. I was fat, gay and foreign AND everybody knew it. I was hiding from myself and as a result I sometimes lashed out. Because I was so weird, I was always reaching out to people in the ways that fat gay foreign kids do: making locker-adjacent chatter, pretending I hated the Spice Girls, doing the Beavis voice, all the usual cries for attention a lost...