What if I like a boy too much and he breaks my heart, and I wind up angry and bitter like Mami, walking around always exclaiming how men ain’t shit, even when my father and brother are in the same room? What if I like a boy too much and none of those things happen . . . they’re the only scales I have. How does a girl like me figure out the weight of what it means to love a boy?
Shittt
