I posted excerpts of Frank Ocean’s coming out note everywhere. I attempted to memorize it in bits and parts. I wanted to weave it into everything I was experiencing and think about life inside of his voice.
I am not sure how many people come out because they fall in love. It seems like a very powerful and important experience, but I’m biased. You fall in love with something or someone impossible, or maybe even something you have but then lose. You’ll look back wishing you’d been a little older or a little better, and think how stupid you were to fuck it up, but also how irreperably changed you are afterward and how honest.
Having a huge milestone in your life so explicitly tied up with someone you couldn’t keep, and how you cope with that and how you learn to love yourself and others again in the process - new, but with a birthmark in your new world, starting all over - that is what this is. That is what it’s like.
~From Autostraddle/Carmen’s review of Channel Orange
Autostraddle.com is my website. I made this tumblr in mid-2009 because we just can't get enough internet.
Autostraddle likes queers, photography, pretty girls and pure poetry. She has many talents, including jumping & tumbling. She also enjoys words, lesbians and girl-on-girl culture. She is best enjoyed with a balanced breakfast at Autostraddle.
Riese is responsible for everything here, more or less.