Oh god I love songs so much. thank fuck we get to have songs
that toxic intense homoerotic female friendship you had from ages 13-16 is like. you were my best friend, you’re the reason I have trust issues, being with you was the worst years of my life, I had the best years of my life with you, I hate you, I can never let you go, every second song makes me think of you, I miss being able to make you laugh, I am jealous of your boyfriend, you are not a girl anymore, neither am I, our paths keep running parallel while we try to prise ourselves apart, I still turn around when someone calls your name. i wish i hated you. i hope you never touch me again, i want to hug you forever, i want to cradle you on the bathroom floor like the day before the world locked down when you sobbed for me to take you back. we shaped each other’s adolescence like clay in our hands. i know your deepest fears. I don’t know what you thought of that exam. I moved classes to get away from your presence in the second row - i shared my last ever school lesson with you by my side. we have inside jokes but never dare say them. we both loved each other more than we loved ourselves. sometimes i want to make a joke and then remember with a jolt that only you and i would find it funny. whenever i see a bird crash into a window I remember you cradling that magpie in your jacket. they’ll never understand you like i do. I want you to tell me what you really think. I want you to never say a word to me. you never understood me like I needed you to. every night I wear the pajama pants you got me as a birthday present. if i had never met you i would be a different person (!) … if I had never met you, I would be a different person. you taught me a secret language I cant speak with anyone else.
i don’t want a job i want to read good books and drink good coffee and get kissed on the neck
I should kiss more women
Conservatives yap and yap all the time about how kids don’t understand “woke” culture, but today the school age kids at the daycare had a field trip to a park and saw a really weird swing, and one immediately said “that’s for people with disabilities.” And the others were like, “Oh, people with disabilities, yeah that makes sense.” Like, the whole, clunky, politically correct phrase. These are kids who spend most of their time on tablets and don’t like using five words when three words would do, and they said that phrase like it was natural to them.
Sometimes my kids will be making up characters and write pronouns on their pages. One day a girl turned to me and said “This character is they/them.” They don’t think of it as a foreign concept - different genders are just as new a concept to them as all the other stuff they’re learning at this age, and like all that stuff, they regard it not as something to fight about, but just another facet of the world to learn, understand, and incorporate into the stories they create.
The kids handle learning these things just fine. It’s the adults who are moaning pissbabies about it.
It’s pride month, and it’s time to remind everyone that theres some people that can’t celebrate that. There’s some of us that are scared, that have to watch what we say, that have to hide. So I just want to say to those of us that don’t have somewhere they can be themselves, I love you. If you’re closeted for any reason, I love you. If you’re in a homophobic or transphobic home that you can’t get out of for whatever reason, whether it be you’re too young or you don’t have a license or anything else- I love you. If you’re in a city or a state that’s becoming more and more hostile to us, I love you. If you don’t feel safe, I’m sorry, I know what it’s like, and I love you. You’ll get out of there eventually, I promise.
The world is a shitty, shitty place right now and some of us are really suffering and so I’m holding your hand across space and time and telling you it will be okay and I love you I love you I love you I love you
hi darlings reblog to give the prev person a lil forehead kiss because yes <3
I hope every lesbian who grew up being told that lesbian was a bad word finds peace and comfort and pride in the knowledge that lesbian is a good wonderful word with a deep rich meaning and history
Muscled women 😌🤌✨
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Got an idea to beat an art block with drawing ✨backs✨ and I also wanted to draw Renee so why not do both at the same time 😀