Do not hate the kids who read Wuthering Heights because of Twilight.
Do not hate the kids who support LGBTQ rights because of Glee.
Do not hate the kids who call themselves feminists because of Beyonce.
Do not hate the kids who read LotR because of GoT.
Do not hate the kids who question beauty standards because of All About that Bass.
Support them. Encourage them. Protect them at all costs.
I don’t care how you learned it. You are learning good things.
It’s the way your lips turn up when you smile, language graffitied across your forearms, the clocks hands twisting across the base of your chest. You’re the cool breeze that makes the hairs on my neck stand up, the taste of nectar on your honeyed lips, fingers begging our spirits to intertwine.