"Years from now, when you speak of this, and you will, be kind.
-Laura Reynolds from Tea and Sympathy
This is a reminder that, even though the core romance of the plot is actually hella illegal, Tea and Sympathy by Robert Anderson is a really fantastic play. You should all read it, especially those of you with sexual orientation (or even gender identity, though to a lesser extent) issues, interests, or relevance.
So does anyone else have that person in their life that they suddenly and inexplicably have feelings of absolute adoration for with no warning, no prompting, no reason, like BAM YOU’RE EATING YOUR MANDARIN ORANGES AND IT JUST HITS YOU, repeatedly and chronically?
Even when that person has proven themselves to be a legitimate shitface?
i SWEAR, IF rAVIO PILFERS THE mAJORA’S mASK OUT OF lINK’S HOUSE, HE’S really GOING TO HAVE A REASON TO BE A COWARD