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I remember my mother telling me that, when she was a little girl in Catholic school, the nuns used to hit her left hand every time she wrote with it. Nowadays, if a teacher did that, she’d probably be arrested for child abuse. The optimist in me wants to believe sexuality will eventually become like handwriting: there’s no right way or wrong way to do it. We’re all just wired differently.

It’s also worth nothing that, when you meet someone, you never bother to ask if he’s right- or left- handed.

After all: Does it really matter to anyone other than the person holding the pen?

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Jodi Picoult, Sing You Home (via mzbazeball

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(Source: shadowdays-are-over)