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uterus: *bleeds*

me, a gay who does not want kids:

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I am both upset and relieved that I can’t accidentally make a baby with a girl.

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let me introduce myself

1. the meaning behind my url 2. a picture of me 3. tattoos i have 4. last time i cried and why 5. piercings i have 6. favorite band 7. biggest turn off(s) 8. top 5 (insert subject) 9. tattoos i want 10. biggest turn on(s) 11. age 12. ideas of a perfect date 13. life goal(s) 14. piercings i want 15. relationship status 16. favorite movie 17. a fact about my life 18. phobia 19. middle name 20. anything you want to ask

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I’m dropping out of school to become a full time lesbian

reblog if you want in

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What I hate about heteronormativity is that you will get the most mind-blowing, realistic, palpable chemistry between two characters of the same gender in a show and the writer/cast will bend over backwards to pretend it’s in the fans heads or make out it’s some amusing and impossible joke, yet you’ll get the dullest, most rubbish, forced, stilted ‘romance’ shoved in your face and be expected to just go with it because hey, it’s a man and a lady who are white and moderately attractive, of course it’s true love. Of bloody course. 

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Native Nations Rise

March 10th, 2017, Standing Rock Očhéthi Šakówiŋ lead #NODAPL protests in DC. Stand in solidarity, amplify outrage, call your reps, follow at #NativeNationsRise.

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just a thought but why do we gays always come out in the car like what is it about sitting in a car that makes us tell someone we’re gay

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So in addition to being really gay, I'm also brown. My dad's side is Caribbean Latinx, some mix of Spanish, Taino, and African, according to him. It means my skin darkens amazingly and at the drop of a hat, and I have textured hair. Right now, I'm a very pale sort of gold-based beige-y color, since I avoid going outside most of the time in this hellish state, but at various points in my life, I've definitely been browner. I guess you could describe my appearance overall as "ethnically ambiguous." I definitely benefit from passing as white most of the time. I'm white-cultured and like I said, pretty light right now. But in my mind, I am not white. In my formative years, I experienced things that gave me this sense of being other-than-white, even though I'm not exactly clear on what I am. When I was really little, I cried because I wasn't white like my mom. Later, other kids asked me "what I was," and especially here in the south, if I was Mexican, since that's the local catch-all for brown people. It's funny, how I could see the question brewing in their heads while they stared at me, trying to figure me out. I received a scholarship for being a Hispanic student with good test scores, but I'm 90% certain that if the people handing those scholarships out met me, they would've been less inclined to give it. The fun part about this is that brown people see me as white. White people have rather overwhelmingly seen me as brown. I lack the culture to fit in with one, and the one with societal advantage doesn't seem to fully buy that I'm one of them, either. I feel kind of like I'm in limbo here. I see things written by people of color and understand that they cannot or will not trust me because I'm white, and I don't know how to reconcile that with the bizarre way white people have treated me. Some ignore my appearance, but others ask why I'm in Spanish class if I already know the language (I didn't, by the way. All of my Spanish knowledge came from a classroom). As far as romance and attraction go, I have a type, a rather specific one based on typically brown/ethnic features, and I hate wondering if I feel like I genuinely belong with a woman like this, or I have some weird fetishizing of a specific appearance going on. Because if I'm one thing, it's normal. Like often seeks like in the attraction game. But if I'm the other, it borders on that strange fetishistic way some white people view people of color. I just want to figure myself out. Am I a woman of color? Do my experiences make me one? Am I blocked out by cultural upbringing or not being brown enough or by my ability to pass as white? Am I making these limits up for myself? Is it harmful for me to try entering spaces designated for women of color if I'm not sure? Are there other people out there who have had these thoughts and still can't figure out what's what? This is probably the worst forum ever to admit all this crap on, but it's the only blog I've got. This is the first time I've sat down and tried to articulate the weird twisty places in my head and I think I've sorted it out a little better, so I guess I'll accept it for what it is.

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Whenever I used to think about marriage, it always made me cringe. The whole thing stank for me. The idea of tying myself to a man for the rest of my life? Like what the hell. Why did anyone want that? I could not see myself staying with a guy for that long, let alone legally binding our lives and money and everything. I didn't daydream about what I'd do for my wedding, flowers, dress, cake, etc... Well. Maybe the cake. And then at some point, I realized I like women, and everything fucking exploded and reassembled itself. Marriage doesn't seem like as much of a trap. It's protection. It's basic shit like a permanent emergency contact. Legal connection to your kids and family. Safety nets for them. It's so much more than straight people make it out to be on television. I swear if I see another ball-and-chain stereotype with some troglodyte husband and his shrew wife, I'll poke my eyes out. Like, Jesus. You take it all for granted, you've transformed it into this weird cultural farce. You do it for dumb reasons, like the big party with the dresses and the cake and the booze. Anyway. Despite the value of the actual legal institution... After I realized I was gay, for the first time, I had a wedding fantasy. It set my little queer heart all aflutter. The idea of planning a wedding with my fiancée, picking out colors and cards and flowers and venues together, deciding what our bridesmaids/men will wear, choosing to buy our outfits separately so we can hold to the stupid tradition of not seeing them before the wedding day... The whole frilly fucking enchilada. Four years ago, heck, two years ago, I had no idea I could feel that way. Now I'm picturing us side by side in white dresses with violets in our hair.

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date a girl who punched richard spencer

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Reblog In 5 seconds for good luck

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Brown eyes are so underappreciated

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Lena.

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TIAMAT, primordial goddess of the ocean and mother of all

requested by anonymous

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polyamourous people are good!!! polyamory isn’t cheating!!! polyamourous relationships aren’t inherently unhealthy in any way!

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This damn thread!