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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Not today Justin
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@myqueergirlfeelings
Straight People: Stop shoving ur sexuality down our throats!! I just don't want it in my face all the time!
Also Straight People: *forces their way into LGBT spaces* *treats LGBT safe spaces like zoos* *gets angry when told not to fetishize people* *constantly seeks out online LGBT communities to harass* gay agenda !!
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When you make a Gay Joke TM and you have to Explain it to a Straight TM like relax Janice this isn’t about you
5 Meaningful, Yet Tired, Looks To Give The One Other Gay Person You Know While Surrounded By Your Straight Friends
straight boys are weak and pathetic, queer girls walk into the ladies changing room and see ten women naked, do they stare? do they say something inappropriate? do they make them uncomfortable? no because they have the common fucking sense to recognise when a situation is sexual and that people deserve the most basic level of respect to not be harassed, yet here we are banning shorts and low cut tops in school because straight boys are weak and pathetic
okay i made this post this morning and it has since had eighty two thousand notes, it’s been featured on reddit, facebook, twitter i’ve been sent multiple death threats and messages that i don’t even want to describeÂ
and i have to apologise
i’ve seen the error of my ways
straight boys are not ’weak and pathetic’Â
straight boys are weak, pathetic and fucking annoying
I will reblog this every time I see it posted
how ppl expect lgbt+ ppl to be:
how we really are:
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honestly the best way i can describe how i knew i was agender is that whenever someone talked about something gender-related it made me feel like when you’re in a store shopping around when a person just comes up to you out of the blue, acts like they’ve known you your whole life, and starts asking how you’re doing lately/how are your parents/what’s been happening but for the life of you you just don’t know who the fuck they are and then instead of eventually remembering you never do and come to the conclusion that they must have been mistaking you for someone else entirely.
like, that’s me and gender. i don’t know who that is, i don’t know what they’re talking about, and i wish they wouldn’t accost me in the canned goods aisle because i just want to buy some lima beans in peace.
“When did you realise?” Your tongue sticks to the roof of your mouth. In another universe, the words rise from your throat like a river pulled by the moon. In another universe, you say: I fell asleep and I woke hungry for the soft peach of your lips. One day, I realised your smile could make flowers grow. When you laughed, I was struck with a love the size of the whole world.
NATALIE WEE, EXCERPT OF “GIRLS”, PUBLISHED IN ROLLICK MAGAZINE (via wondersmithinc)
My dad sees two girls kiss each other on TV & says it’s unnatural. That we aren’t born with the capacity to love beyond body. That we can’t learn how to spread our fingers wide enough to fill up the empty spaces between our ribs. No, we weren’t born this way, skin suits & convention. Pinned up like butterflies for men so violent, it’s a wonder they didn’t tear their mothers apart. We are flash floods, you & I, arriving fortuitously, soaking each other down to the bone. Like fossil fuel, we keep ourselves alive only by burning. The contrails of our desire is the purest proof that belonging exists in human form. We are children of the wild. See these bones light as air. Kiss me & I melt.
“natural”, NATALIE WEE (via wondersmithinc)
i am holding hands with a girl at the pet store. i love how her voice changes when she speaks to different animals. round and bubbly for the angelfish, high and breathy for the calico kittens, sonorous and slithery for the python. she loves them all, even the great hairy tarantula that makes me cringe.Â
i am holding hands with this girl whose halo of hair glows banana yellow under the heat lamps in the reptile section, who offers her index finger to teething kittens. she asks “can’t we have one?” in the voice she uses for only me. a voice i can’t describe without using her name, but i imagine joan of arc heard something similar the day she picked up a sword. she is still holding my hand, and i feel like i’d sink into cartoon quicksand if i let go. so i don’t.
“are you two… together?”
this is not unfamiliar, but the woman’s voice, the voice she has chosen, is angrily acidic. this woman has laced her tone with arsenic, without even a passive aggressive teaspoon of sugar to hide her poison. she inhales, puffing herself up like a frightened lizard before her final words.Â
“there are children here, you know.”Â
in the future, i think of a thousand things to say. we were children too. two girls holding hands after school. two girls holding hands at the movie theatre, two girls in a booth at tony’s pizza, two girls sharing awkward first kisses after two solo cups of wine in someone else’s backyard. two girls holding kittens at a pet store on a saturday afternoon.Â
i know now that they see us through funhouse mirrors: distorted, disturbed, our monstrous bodies taking too much space, spoiling innocent spaces with our imposing sexualities. our innocence never ours to begin with.
even with this, there is nowhere i would rather be than holding hands with her in a pet store, with her voice like rain on a hot day, her peach lips blowing kisses for fish, her grip tightening as if to say “i dare you to take this away from me.”
this is powerful.
My kind of pokestop
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1: “Hey, what’s your favorite color?”
2: “Black.”
I swear to god this is the purest thing
When you’re obviously more than pals… 👬 (W/ Leo Anderson, Jay Harper, Joner-Strokes, & Nicolemlvisco)
i saw this woman today and couldn’t get a picture but apparently she’s been coming to pride with this sign for at least five years, anyway i love moms
(photo by andy dickinson)
i found more information about her! her name is frances goldin, and she’s a longtime new york activist and literary agent focusing on progressive works. she’s 92 years old and she’s been carrying this sign for not just five years, but at least 22 years! i found a few sources from the ’90s mentioning her and the sign, and this photo dated 1994:
and in 1997 she was quoted in the washington post:
“I adore my lesbian daughters, keep them safe,” said a sign held by 73-year-old Frances Goldin, who said society allows discrimination against gays and lesbians. She said her two daughters were marching in the parades in Portland, Ore., and San Francisco. Goldin said people had approached her with their phone numbers, asking: “Can I adopt you as my mother?”
She said she’ll call them. “Difference enriches us all,” she said.
“JUST MARRIED,” Fernando, seated, and his husband, both members of Los Angeles’ Blue Max Motorcycle Club, get pulled over as they leave their wedding ceremony, December 1969. Photo c/o @onearchives. In the mid-twentieth century, the Blue Max Motorcycle Club, along with many other gay motorcycle clubs, provided an alternative to gay bars, which were constantly at risk of police raids and harassment. #lgbthistory #lgbtherstory #lgbttheirstory #lgbtpride #queerhistorymatters #haveprideinhistory (at Los Angeles, California)
fun fact: motorcycle clubs in the U.S. were founded and run largely by gay men who missed the homosocial camaraderie of being in the U.S. military during WWII. the lifestyle and aesthetics of those motorcycle clubs gave rise to many of the stereotypical/classic gay “looks” (leather, chaps, etc) and indeed to the gay leather scene itself (both the gay male leather/biker scene and the lesbian/dykes on bikes leather/biker scene)
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@ fellow a spec wlw who feel Iike you have to choose: being both doesn’t invalidate any part of your identity. you’re not less than because you have an extra word or two to describe your orientation. it just means that you have an extra community of support for your identity! also, anyone who says you can’t be both is not worth your time. you’re great simply by merit of being a spec and a wlw.
HEY I’M MARRIED
