no but seriously one time i ordered something from adam & eve (surprise a big ol dildo) and the order said discreet shipping and i was like cool ya know cause i lived with three dudes in an apartment and also had to go to the apartment office to pick up my package so discreet is dope and i got the package delivery notification like sick im about to dick myself so i walked my happy horny ass down to the office and told the lady my name and she went into the package delivery room to grab it and it took her a minute and she came out with a dick shaped bag just grasping the shaft of it and i looked at it mortified and had to grab the balls part of the package from the woman and she let go and it just wiggled and i could feel the squish through the bag and it was just horrible

“You dropped your dick man”

True solidarity

Can you imagine how fuckong nuts straight people would go if they had the ability to hear ABBA’s dancing queen the way gay people do

Mr Brightside

the implication that mr brightside belongs to the straights is the foulest and most horrible thing i’ve ever been forced to read in my life

“ don’t worry it’s encrypted” LMSKLJHGFJKJGDFOJGFOKHNDOIFHKJODFGIJHOIGJHIODFGJHIOGFJHOIGFJHOIJDFOIHJDIOFGJOISJGDLFKJHLGDKHJFLKJFHGLHJGLF

azealia banks telling grimes her pussy is tight so every dick must feel big to her is the single most incredible thing to happen in 2018

Im done

Something that’s been on my mind lately: it’s okay not to reach Peak Gay Levels ™ while you’re in high school. I know there’s a lot of pressure right now from media and from the cute stories on ask blogs on here but it’s so okay! You don’t have to take your crush to prom. You don’t have to ask her out. You don’t even have to be out! You have so much time and you’re young. Take your time and don’t rush it just because you feel like everyone else is ahead of you. It’s not a race, it’s your life and your future. Live it at your own pace.

a lot of people on this site are like, deeply existentially freaked out that they haven’t been in love by 19 or whatever, and are desperate for any explanation for this that might make it ok. i just want to say, you are completely ok, no explanation needed. this is MUCH more common than you think, especially if you’re not straight. you’re very very young. you’re 100% fine. if you want it, it will happen in its own time.

i know most people won’t see this, but for everyone saying “but i’m over 19, what about me”: i picked 19 partly because it’s such an extremely young age to be beating yourself up over this. but it definitely applies to you too. yes at 20, yes at 25, yes “even” at 30. life doesn’t follow a set schedule. you are ok.

maybe it’s just the lesbianism but over the course of the last few months, as ive grown more secure and more at home in my sexuality, ive found increasingly that the things i like most about women are the things society hates most about us. i like our muscles. i like our bellies and the way the skin folds on the stomach. i like our shoulders, wide and strong, or small and weak. i like strong jaws and confident eyes and loud voices. i like obnoxious laughs that snort and chortle and fill the whole room with bubbles that snap and pop like bubblegum let loose. i like strength, i like a woman who takes up space, who spreads her legs and stomps her feet and grins toothily at her friends. i like a woman with dimples. i like a woman with freckles and blemishes and acne scars, with stretch marks and hairy legs and curves where they don’t like them and straight lines where they do. i like a bony girl, i like the way the clavicle looks, i like the gap between the neck and the shoulder, i like the way sunlight catches on the sweat hanging from the peachfuzz on the upper lip…i like a lot of things about women that society told me to hate about us…realizing i was a lesbian revealed to me the beauty in “ugly” things that i had never considered before. none of these traits is something i “work past” when falling for a girl — they are things i love just as much on a woman as society loves a woman’s long hair or perfect curves. the so-called “"imperfections”“ only serve to captivate me more.

im here for my lesbians who’ve done stuff to try and like boys that they aren’t proud of. for those who feel gross because they’ve kissed boys they didn’t like and for those who’ve done more. compulsory heterosexuality is hard and tricky and i want you to know you’re no less of a lesbian, you are not dirty.

also im here for lesbians who are scared to call themselves a lesbian because they’re scared they are “faking it” bc they’ve kissed boys, i love you