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This is for everyone who has ever been told you’re too much. That you feel too much, talk too much, need too much. No, you don’t. You’re perfect just as you are. And this is for Aaron. In high school, you asked me if I had a problem with you being gay. I told you I respected you as a friend but disagreed with your lifestyle. Watching your face fall shattered me. Your quiet disappointment screamed so loud. It set me on my path to accepting my own queerness. Please know I regretted my words the moment they were spoken. And know you’re perfect too.
This isn’t just an iced latte. It’s an iced oat-milk honey latte with a double shot of espresso and vanilla-sweet-cream cold foam with a drizzle of caramel on top. It’s basically an orgasm in a cup.
Kind of want to go to Starbucks and order this 👀
cry out as I watch it leak all over the sidewalk. “My orgasm!”
“This is my PT. You got that, assholes? I don’t make the rules, but I will enforce them.”
“Hey, Teddy.” He smiles that smile that only reaches his eyes. God, I haven’t seen that smile in six long years. “Good to see you again.” Well, fuck me. Apparently, the love of my life remembers my name.
There’s nothing wrong with you, Karlsson. I’m weird because I’m weird, not because you’re weird. You’re perfect, okay? You just be you, and I’ll be me, and we’ll just be weird and awkward together. Sound good?”
“Mitt lilla lamm, inga fler tårar. Jag är här nu.” She sobs, clinging to him. “Jag är ledsen,” he cries, brushing back her hair. “Lilla lamm, jag är så ledsen.”
“Karro has come up with a name for her bear,” he announces in English. I blink myself out of my stupor and sit forward. “Oh, yeah?” “She doesn’t want to call him Nalle.” “Well, what do you want to call him?” Gazing across the bed at me, Karlsson smiles that smile that only touches his eyes. “She wants to call him Teddy.”
