Triple Sec

by T.J. Alexander

First dates were the worst. It was like having a job interview where you were also expected to be hot.

“There’s nothing more romantic than allowing your partner what they need, I think.”

The point was, she was loved twice over. Her life was a long, continuous corridor of love that she was going to walk through. Maybe it wouldn’t look the way she thought it would, and maybe it would change as she went, but it was hers.

said. “Music is just random sounds in a particular order. Dancing is simply moving around. All art is just something. It’s the meaning behind it that makes it great.”

And finally, a soft, tender, well-deserved forehead kiss to everyone who loves in their own way, with their whole heart, in defiance of anyone who tries to tell you otherwise. Cheers, my loves.