My favorite part about being sapphic is when the things I love about other women become things I love about myself. One day I was tracing another woman’s stretch marks in a dim bedroom light. And then, seemingly by accident, I was doing it to myself in my bathroom mirror. I loved the feeling of a full hand of flesh when I grabbed a woman’s hips, and then mine didn’t need to be so skinny anymore. I looked at a woman’s lower stomach pudge and thought it was so soft and cute, then never wanted a flat stomach again. Loving women can be so healing when you come from a world that doesn’t.
Working 9 to 5 is a lot of hours
what the fuck did you expect me to feel when you gripped the back of my head like that and sank your fangs into my neck? Indifference? Disgust? NOT sheer adoration? be serious.
vampire bites are not just about The Bite. it is also about The Grip. can anyone hear me
ESP: Japanese Illuminated Angel Guitar (1993)
Hey can we queers please remember that the rural queer experience has unique challenges thanks
Coming out is different when you know if you come out to one person you risk the whole town knowing. Coming out is different when religion is entwined in your entire community. Being queer is different when you can't trust that your doctor or therapist will stay confidential. Being queer is different when conversion therapy is subtle and normalized. Transitioning is different when there aren't gender clinics or gender therapists for 50 miles. School is different when other kids are put at risk by being seen with you. Can we stop acting like there aren't queer people living in rural areas and start supporting them
80% of "passing" is having enough money to purchase the clothes and services that will allow you to pass. Please stop holding being able to stealth up as the pinnacle of trans achievement. That place belongs to surviving. It belongs to finding joy. It belongs to love and community, not people who are rich enough to have professional makeup artists and tailors.
I am not immune to injured sad man unconscious on the pavement in the rain
affirmations for crossing the road:
- i know what i'm doing
- the road will always be clear when i want to cross it
- nobody will ever beep their horn at me because i'm special
- drivers will recognise my divine right of passage and stop for me
heaven help us /// my chemical romance
haters will see you and not wish you a happy penis friday