This one time I was at an after party where there was a VIP section and I went back there to say hi to some friends and this guy with an iPad ran up to me and grabbed my arm and asked me, “Um, how are you relevant?”
THE WORD RELEVANT
We know there has been such strife and heartbreak in the Mormon Church and the (LGBT) community, and we just want to reach out in love and say, ‘We love you. We respect you for who you are. God loves you because of who you are, not in spite of who you are.’
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Erika Munson, of Mormons Building Bridges, a group of Mormons who support the LGBT community, as quoted in this piece about their joining the SLC Pride Parade.
This makes me incredibly happy. You know, to know that there are people who call themselves Christians and actually follow the teachings of Jesus. So so incredibly happy.
My poetry is inspired by Keats, Ashbury, Ginsberg and Kanye.
— said this kid in my poetry workshop a few years ago.
Last night I got arrested for trespassing after hopping a small fence and drunkenly playing with friends in a public park.
It was all really unnecessary and apparently we were cuffed and brought to the station and booked because the the sergeant was in a pissy mood or something. Now I have to go to court. If you just read this, I want you to now make the disappointed noise of failing horn—WAH WAH.
I’m sick of people who don’t know what they’re talking about, talking about shit.
Everyone just shut the fuck up.
