“Every family has a myth for the young to inherit – an undocumented fable passed between mouths, a grave illness to be contracted – as if the very words were a blight to infect the youth with and let them know they’re now welcome to the fold.

After all, what exactly is a family, if not a brotherhood and sisterhood afflicted with the same terminal disease?”


Things Have Gotten Worse Since We Last Spoke
Eric LaRocca

My boobs are beautiful

Me (on the right) and you (on the left) enjoying magical time