My opened shirt blew in the wind — The sun tanning my stomach — Feeling lean and alive and beautiful — Saying I am a man — Saying I love men. - Lou Sullivan

I’m not a lesbian. I don’t want to be either. I’ve always thought of myself as a male homosexual (try and figure that one out—I can’t)... I’ve always had a soft spot in my heart for transvestite and gay men becuz they seemed to me to be the most beautiful inside—the most able to abandon stereotypes which, for men, I think, is a lot harder. I think they are one group that knows better than anyone that there’s no difference between men and women... But I’m not trying to deny my “femininity”, Dorothy, I’m just trying to sneak up on it thru the back door. The front door Avon lady approach didn’t even work. I’d like to get the best of both worlds . . . what I’m trying to do now is find out how to get them.

Mom said I could maybe have a Beatles haircut before the last day of school.

Paul-

Ringo-

Paul-

Ringo they keep bouncing around my head. Model yourself on them and you'll have no worries. Paul! I love the name. Such a beautiful sound to the ear. Ringo! Such an adorable boy. So sweet and modest. So bouncy. Know that I love you and I'm not crazy. This is a love so strong and real. Oh, love me too, anyone.

"He said my ambiguity was one of the few things that made me "interesting." Afterwards I cried while talking with Charles about it, saying I don't want to be interesting, I want to be happy."