I hate when I’m on tumblr and I see a gif or something with two girls and I can’t find where it’s from. So, I’ve compiled as much lady loving media/content that I could find with links of where you can watch them.

Just a heads up: Some of the movie/short film links have a lot of pop ups, I’d recommend you watch them in chrome with Adblock added.

Movies

• Desert Hearts (1985)
  
• When the Night is Falling (1995)
  
• The Incredibly True Adventures of Two Girls in Love (1995)
  
• Bound (1996)
  
• Chasing Amy (1997)
  
• It’s in the Water (1997)
  
• High Art (1998)
  
• Gia (1998)
  
• Better Than chocolate (1999)
  
• But I’m a cheerleader (1999)
  
• Lost and Delirious (2001)
  
• Stranger Inside (2001)
  
• Kissing Jessica Stein (2001)
  
• The hours (2002)
  
• Monster (2003)
  
• Saving Face (2004)
  
• D.E.B.S (2004)
  
• Fingersmith: Part 1 & Part 2 (2005)

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I think I’m not the only one feeling this weird trapped feeling today, feeling sick and overwhelmed but unable to stop reading, reblogging. Trying to understand when there is nothing to understand.

I live in the middle of it. 19 people died in front of the bar I go drinking twice a week, and my friend the barmaid was hidden behind the bar for two hours. One of my best friend lives rue Bichat and heard the gunfire from his window. I know a family trapped in stade de France. I should have been drinking in Republique at 8PM yesterday, where they started shooting.

Yeah I get it. We are freaking out.

But please, stop spreading only the bad stuff. Stop the pictures and videos of bodies in the street, of yelling and blood. Stop talking about refugee’s hate, and islamophobia.

Talk more about the people that yelled in the street the number of the code to their flat when victims where running everywhere to bring them to safety. The man that opened the window of his flat to victims of the Bataclan stranded on the roof.

Talk about the man that went back to help a stranger pregnant woman, and the kid that was carried to safety by a total stranger worried he could be trampled by the crowd.

Talk about the social media, the hashtag #porteouverte to get people out of the street and #voyageavecmoi to help people afraid to travel alone because of their religion/skin color.

Talk about the taxis that stayed in the street, bringing people home for free all night, and the bus drivers that helped evacuate the Bataclan.

The people crowding the blood centers, so much that Paris now has to send them back home.

The people in their home, terrified and in shock, and only waiting for the possibility to crowd the street and show them that we are afraid but not broken, and together.

There are handfuls of people that will take out of this tragedy all the bad lessons, the wrong evidences.

But please don’t talk about them. Talk about the fraternity and the love of the scared, scarred, ones in Paris. Because we are so many, and we won’t give up