Trapped in this space between hypersexualization and hyposexualization, I suppose we should keep taking Orientalism with a grain of salt.
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Maybe I’ve only ever let people into me because of some immutable fear that all the ledgers would ultimately be tallied in the sky and I’d come up short.
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First kisses and new feelings for Valentine’s Day.
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My grandmother wishes I wouldn’t go to America. She wants me to promise her that I’ll come back. All she asks is a promise, but I cannot bear breaking her heart.
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Healthy relationships don’t look the same for everyone. I knew when my friends were in unhealthy relationships and I always helped them navigate this, but I never noticed that mine had been unhealthy as well.
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I reminisce on the kisses from back home…
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The thing about sex is that, no matter how hard you try to force it down the drainpipe of human existence, it bubbles up through the seams and crevices.
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The older I get, the more sharply I feel writing’s distinct power to revise history as much as record it.
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After much trial and error, I have learned to seek love in my surroundings, and I continue to find it in the places I least expect.
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