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First things first, there are some obvious omissions. You won’t find a version of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, Frosty the Snowman,…

Okay, first things first. Do you know what a “love doll” is? Yes, it’s exactly what you think it is. It’s…

To most of the world, I am merely just another black guy. Fine. They can have their opinion and I can have mine.

This week begins a long month that’s known (at least in America and Canada) as the holidays. There’s Hanukkah, Thanksgiving, Christmas,…

I know what you may be expecting, but I guarantee this isn’t another article written to say, in a clever but…

If you love to sip on the madness of motion, or if you’re just curious what it feels like to fly like an eagle, or slice down a mountain on skies, but would never do it yourself… this is your chance to taste the thrill of motion, from the safety and comfort of wherever you are.

In response to the recent opinion piece by Bijou Basque, “Please Stop Dressing Like a Prostitute,” regular ThoughtCatalog contributor, J.E. Reich, and I conducted a conversation, part analysis and part repudiation, one wherein we discussed how a lesbian woman and straight man both found fault with the essay and its central premise.

I want to let the redness of you stain my smile. I’m thirsty for these moments. I wish to abandon sense and reason, to fly from sober solemn silences and get loud with you, to laugh with you with complete and reckless abandon.

Your enemies are not monsters. They’re as natural as a typhoon.