I Don't Know Who Needs To Hear This Today But There's Nothing Wrong With Liking Someone The Same Gender

Concept: you’ve been married to your wife for 3 years. You wake up in your bed before she does, your nose cold but your body warm. Careful not to wake her, you get out of bed and your toes curl when your feet hit the cold floor. You brew a pot of coffee and take a cup, making sure to leave enough for her. You pull on a big sweater and walk out onto your deck, sitting in a big wood chair to look out over the forest. The leaves are orange and edged with frost. All is quiet as the sun rises over the trees. You hear the door opening behind you and your wife sits down next to you, wrapping the comforter from your bed around both of you shoulders. You sit there like that until the sun is well up and your coffee cups are empty.

I like the word gay. But I like “lesbian” better.

I like it because of Sappho of Lesbos, a lesbian and a Lesbian whose memory reminds us that women who loved women existed long before any time on earth that any living person can remember.

I like it because of Sappho’s poetry, the sweet prose she wrote for the goddess Aphrodite, the goddess of love. Aphrodite has her counterpart in the Roman goddess Venus, whose symbol has evolved to represent the woman, the female, the feminine.

I like it because of its culture and history. Butch, fem, stud, dyke. Bars where women drink and dance and laugh and kiss other women. Boston marriages. Women’s colleges. They wanted Ellen to get a puppy but she wanted to kiss a lady.

It hasn’t all been pretty. This word has been taken from us, made into a fetish, a porn category, fuel for men’s libidos. Hysterical. Asocial. Deviants. Lesbians.

But that makes me love it all the more—to spite them, to spite the men who salivate over us, to spite the churches that rally against us, to spite it all. But I wear this badge for more than just spite. I wear it for love. Love for women, love for our history, love for love for… lesbian.

It’s not a dirty word. It’s beautiful, and I am proud to call myself a lesbian.

femme selfie thread!

If you’re a femme, rb with ur fav selfie. I wanna see your amazing femme beauty💖💕

And this 10000% includes trans femmes! TERFS/radfems fuck off💫💗

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in honor of pride month, i made a special lockscreen set for some of the main lgbt pride flags ^^

like or reblog if you use these!

my dream is to lie in a big bed under a big quilt in a little old stone cottage and it’s sunny out and i can hear the sounds of bird’s singing and feel okay in a big way

Please fund Rape-Axe, the not-so-new anti-rape device.

Rape-Axe was invented by Sonnet Ehlers/Bryant, a medical researcher from South Africa who has seen many victims of sexual assault throughout her career. 

The device is inserted into the vagina like tampon. It has “razor-sharp” teeth that, if an attacker were to enter in the vagina, the device would then attach itself to the attacker. The rapist would “be almost fully incapacitated by the pain caused by the embedded barbs”. Even if the penis would grow flaccid, the barbs would still be attached.   

The only way the barbs could be removed is by a clinician. Obviously at that point, the attacker would be identified as a predator and likely be arrested and convicted.  

Unfortunately since its discovery, the Rape-Axe device has not been able to be on the market due to lack of funding. They have a GO FUND ME and accept PayPal on their website. 

Please help get this device on the market and help victims of sexual assault and catch predators everywhere. 

When you have the time of your life daydreaming but realise it's maladaptive and you can't stop

For anyone who needs to hear it:

Your late teens/20s are a weird time in your life. Don’t panic if you think somebody is more “ahead” than you. The concept of being ahead is nonexistent anyway because life’s not a race and each person has different hurdles to overcome.

It’s totally fine if you’re single. It’s fine if you’re still finishing school. It’s fine if you are still looking for a better job, or for any job at all. It’s fine if you haven’t had sex yet, or haven’t gotten your driver license yet. It’s fine if you haven’t gotten your own place yet. It’s fine if you are still figuring things out, saving money, putting the pieces together. It’s fine.

Don’t feel jealous of or lesser than people your age who have done these things. You don’t know what obstacles they faced to get there and they don’t know what you’ve faced. Don’t undermine the progess you have made.

Because, trust me, you have made progress. Even if it hasn’t materialized yet in the traditional way.

You are still young. Like really young.

You got time.