I still believe most stories are fairytales in disguise, lamp posts guiding ourselves and the people around us home. Novelist, queer. Probably eavesdropping.
TW: Antisemitism. A lot of it. And a dash of homophobia to top it all off.
Dear Scared Queer Teen,
I see you. I see you. I see you. I don’t know you, but I see you.
I know this week seems unbearably long. I know this week is unspeakably painful…