Quotes from Grace Perry

That's the thing about being a queer millennial: it's not about things getting better in any linear fashion but holding a painful past and an optimistic future together, one in each hand, at the same time.

Dressing femme to the nines and then hanging on the arm of another woman all night—a fuck-you to straight men—can feel electrifying. And butch confidence, the grit to invert every traditional way a woman is supposed to look is wholly contagious.

This is happening.

The closet implies a literal, physical boundary dividing one's life before publicly declaring queerness, and after. It's a threshold impossible to recross, two distinct places to live: in the darkness, or in the light of one's self-truth. It doesn't promise stepping into the light will be easy, but it does imply a fundamentally altered human experience.

Not because she read my name on an anonymous posting board, but because I was in Paris and had seen Moulin Rouge far too many times to let such an opportunity go to waste.

I regret to report I let my barely legal self down.

Then I got out of the bubble.

Thanks to J. K. Rowling's post-Deathly Hallows media existence, I'd like to add another quip to the pile of Potter wisdom: Don't ever trust half-baked gay characters.

God, how much easier it would be, I felt, if coming out were something that just happened to me . For queerness to seek me out, and not the other way around. To be a passive observer in my personal journey than to participate in my own life.

The classic queer way of working through a problem: just get into a new relationship and forget all about it.