Flow (Grip, #0.5)

by Kennedy Ryan

“I guess to me, we have enough that divides us and makes us misunderstand each other. Do we really need one more thing we can’t agree on?”

“I can fight a dude who calls me the N-word,” he says. “It’s harder to fight a whole system stacked against me.”

Nothing in his eyes makes me feel guilty for asking, and I think that he wants me to understand as much as I want to.

I am so tired of having to help people understand why it's important to treat people with respect regardless of our differences. Why is my responsibility to help them understand? Common decency should make them understand.

We both gave each other space to be misunderstood, because we really wanted to understand.

like the color of smart, the shade of funny, and sexy is my favorite hue.”