Honey, I love you for taking such good care of me but you gotta get out of the house. Go for a run. Go run an errand.
"Have you ever seen a pair of trees grow together? There are places where you can see that they are separate, distinct plants, but their trunks and branches wind around each other and their roots are so tangled up you can’t tell where one ends and the other begins. Neither started out needing the other; they were growing just fine on their own. But they’ve knit themselves together, and changed their shapes so that you can’t take one away without losing a piece of the other. Lena wants to cling to this baby, this tiny sapling she’s been growing for twenty weeks. But Stef, as much as she loves the promise of little Frankie, she can only see the ripping, the tearing, and the pain of losing the woman around whom she has grown her entire life."
I have more chemistry with Sherri then I’ve ever had with any other male counterpart in 27 years. But I mean, it’s because there’s a mutual respect. There’s a mutual affection. There’s a mutual um… just- support and bringing up of talent and work. [x]
When Stef and I are home, we hold hands and kiss. But sometimes, when we’re out in a new neighbourhood, or we’re walking home late to our car, we won’t hold hands. Some people out there are afraid of what’s different. And sometimes they want to hurt people like Stef and me. So every time we’re out and I want to hold Stef’s hand but I decide not to, I get mad; mad at the people who might want to hurt us, but mad at myself, too — for not standing up to them. Because the thing is, if you’re taught to hide what makes you different, you end up feeling a lot of shame about who you are… and that’s not okay.