Fuck Me If Im Wrong But

Shit's scary, I know. But we absolutely cannot afford to surrender to that fear, because that benefits the GOP. They want us to feel powerless, because they know we are not powerless. That's why they have so many shills and bots discouraging people from voting.

We will not demoralize ourselves and each other by doomposting in our moments of panic. If we have a panic attack, that's okay. But we are not going to spread that fear to other people in public. We will save our most scared thoughts for our private journals and close friends. And we will support our friends who are feeling hopeless.

We will remember that spreading awareness of Project 2025 and Agenda 47 has been hurting Trump. And we will continue to do this.

We will remember that right now, our only option is Biden, because without ranked choice voting, getting a third party candidate in is simply impossible. We might not like it, but that's why we're going to push like hell for ranked choice voting once we get his pruny old ass in to office for a second term. (And thank God, he can't have more than a second term; the Democrats will have to find someone else afterward.)

We will not spread conspiracy theories. Conspiracy theories are the weapon of the enemy. We don't need them.

We will not publicly mock Trump in all of this. Making Republicans feel even more victimized is a losing strategy. "But it's my blog-" I'm sorry, are you playing for political keeps or are you just here to fuck around and put everyone's life in even more danger?

We will emphasize the ways that Project 2025/Agenda 47 will hurt everyone. And we will keep talking about it.

We will remember that the UK and France have already avoided far right takeovers in their elections.

✨ your favourite butch/femme couple ✨

- nuzzling and kissing against their throat as you’re buried deep inside

- carefully holding their head/neck up for them when it dips off the bed

- cooing little praises into their ear when you start going harder with them

- just in general rewarding them for being so good and sweet for you 

- pulling them into a shower afterwards and washing them yourself

- kissing their arms and tummy and thighs as you dress them up

- tucking them close and running your hand over the parts you were rough with

- making them breakfast the next morning because they’re too sleepy

- checking in with them often, “is this okay, angel?” and “does it feel good?”

- making them feel GOOD about themselves, reminding them how cute they are all dressed up or down beneath you, telling them how pretty their sounds are

Me and my butch do celebrate monthly, kinda like a monthversary, even after over a year, and I've been thinking about it. I'm sure eventually we'll grow out of it if it becomes more trouble than it's worth, it's not an obligation, but it's got a good meaning for me and it's much more than the passage of time. I'll explain more.

But first, I'm aware most people don't do it, like I get told that an annoying amount if I even hint at the fact that I do it, and I'm aware a lot of people think it's dumb, which whatever, to the relationship people who get bothered about it, just...don't do it in your relationship, I'm not the boss of you.

I'll be honest, I get really confused as to why people get so upset about something they don't have to do, I'm not forcing you, I promise. We're literally just minding our own business, not forcing anyone else to partake. Now that we got that out of the way, let me continue:

Celebrating every month is basically just me and my butch acknowledging and giving ourselves an excuse to celebrate something that makes us happy. It took a really long time for my therapist to be able to get into my head for myself, something I already knew rationally, good things for us are worth celebrating, they deserve celebration, you deserve a treat.

It's not necessarily special in the sense that it was hard to get through another month with them, I celebrate my relationship with them everyday, because they make me feel happy and proud and accomplished, it's actually taking a day to be like "yay, more happiness, more growth, look at all we did this month, I feel really proud! I can't wait for the rest of our lives, but the present is pretty great!" Or "this month was challenging for me in life, but I have you!"

That's the point of it all to me, taking the effort to be consciously and intently present for our relationship, so it has meaning, not just habit. And so far, it hasn't been for me more work than its worth, because our "celebrations" are most of the time really chill, watching a movie or a show, being close to each other, getting to be extra loving, communicating your love more intently, that's all it takes. If the memory betrays you, there's a hundred apps for that.

A butch who cherishes my love of pink, my silly rituals, who fosters and looks forward to every little step with me,

Seeing me in all my femininity my butch thrives

In my femininity, they see a complement to their masculinity and they adore me as I adore them,

My butch who wants my homemaking, my love for cooking, baking, our shared love for art

Who laughs, the most delightful laugh, and kisses me when I voice my dislike of beer and the way I'm picky about things

My butch who longs for my sharp nails and my delicate touch, who sees my strength beyond my looks, who knows the power of my words

My butch who looks flustered seeing me in sundresses,

Like it's the first time every single time

My butch who wants to take care of me and allows me to take care of them in turn

Who tells me I make them feel safe and loved and seen

My stone butch who sees in my stone the perfect alignment of our desires, like we were made for each other

My butch, who tells me, with the most beautiful smile, that I'm such a princess and "the most wonderful femme in the world"

My butch who tells me I make them feel complete and peaceful

My butch who I dream of a future with, who I'd go through hell for with a smile

My darling angel, my perfect pair,

My butch who understands my femmeness like no one else, who sees me in all my layers and pulls me closer each time

My butch who is soft and silly and gentle and kind with me, in the home we slowly make

My butch makes me feel perfect for them through my highs and lows

My butch who makes me overflow with pride

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- I’m Bella - they/she/he -, 24, poc, nonbinary, disabled stone femme lesbian, switch. Polyam and taken.

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I can't imagine my future without you and I don't want to, every time I do look at my future, it looks brighter because you're there. I love you so much