Matt Joseph Diaz

[CN: alcohol] Once we were in her apartment she grabbed me by the necktie, kissed me softly on the lips, told me to take my clothes off, and walked into her bedroom. Her clothing dropped to the ground piece by piece from where I stood to the bedroom — like some sort of Hansel and Gretel breadcrumb situation (if it were less creepy and filmed for Cinemax).

First of all, befriending someone and becoming their confidant while secretly yearning to get in their pants isn’t just fucking creepy, it’s manipulative. The girls I “befriended” opened up to and trusted me because I was patient, sensitive, and seemed to have their best interests in mind.

This week, Matt kicks off our Conversation series on coming out with his own story.

I’m recovering from some pretty major surgery that has made it really uncomfortable to move around. In addition, because of the painkillers and antibiotics, obviously, I’m not allowed to drink or basically do anything I enjoy anymore.

I know, it's Monday. BLECH. But, that also means it's time for #MondaysWithMatt.

You are not where you're from, and you are not your environment.

Being unable to post photos of funny signs outside of bars or live-tweet bad reality TV had more of an effect than I'd anticipated.

This week on Mondays With Matt: Wearing a crop-top. And I have a NEW BELLYBUTTON.

Dear anti-feminist men, 

I’m writing to you because I want to have a discussion.

This week, Matt shares what he wishes he learned in high school.