I’ve been beaten down, I’ve been kicked around but she takes it all for me
And I lost my faith in my darkest days, but she makes me want to believe
They call her love love love love love
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We’re discussing scent and pheromones and oh my god
LESBIANS CAN LITERALLY DETECT OTHER LESBIANS BY SENSE OF SMELL AND WILL AUTOMATICALLY PREFER THE SCENT OF OTHER LESBIANS
LIKE THERE IS SCIENTIFIC PROOF OF THIS I LOVE IT I LOVE PHEROMONES
This explains gay-dar. It’s not a sense of just knowing it’s the fact that we can fucking smell each other
eau de homosexual
Love me
Love me.
Love me when my smile causes my eyes to squint and dimples form,
But also when I’ve been crying for so long
It seems I’ll never smile again.
Love me when I flash my blushing cheeks
Because you giggled at my stupid joke,
But also when I hide the acne on them from your view.
Love me when I laugh loud and clear or without a sound,
But also when I shake, tears staining my face.
Love me when I’m excited, when I’m energetic,
When I have too much to say at once…and I get distracted.
But also when I’m drained and silent,
When I can’t find comfort anywhere but in your arms.
Love me when I call you my girl, and I know that you are.
But also when I kiss you in front of that guy staring you down.
You know I get jealous.
Love me when I’m ridiculously spontaneous
And we drive aimlessly, just to adventure.
But also when all I can manage is
To lay in bed all day entangled together, calmed by your heartbeat.
Love me when I’m easy to work with.
When love is easy and seemingly effortless.
But also on the days when we don’t speak.
When you need space, when I refuse to tell you something is wrong.
I will not give up on you.
I will not give up on us.
Love me.And I will love you so much harder.
(f.w.)
Lesbians do not need to date men.
Lesbians do not need to give men a chance.
You do not need to date a man “just in case” you could “learn” to love them.
Lesbians do not need to stay with men.
Whether you’ve been with him for a day or forty years, if you realize you’re a lesbian, you have absolutely zero obligation to stay with him. Anyone who says otherwise is enforcing compulsory heterosexuality.
This applies to cis men and trans men.
If your partner comes out as a trans man, and you are a lesbian, you have absolutely zero obligation to stay with him. Anyone who says otherwise is enforcing compulsory heterosexuality.
You are allowed to turn down men for being men.
You are allowed to turn down cis men, trans men, trans masculine people, male aligned people, gender fluid people who sometimes are men, and any other person who identifies with manhood. You are allowed to turn them down specifically because they identify with manhood.
You are allowed to exclusively choose partnerships with women, trans feminine people, & women aligned people. You are allowed to exclusively date women. You are allowed to prioritize women.
There is nothing wrong with leaving men, no matter what the context.
There is nothing wrong with turning men down.
There is nothing wrong with having strict boundaries against dating men.
There is nothing wrong with making the decision to only date women.
There is nothing wrong with being a lesbian.
Don’t let anyone tell you that you’re a bad person for your healthy relationship boundaries. Don’t let anyone tell you that you’re a bad person for your identity. Don’t let anyone tell you that you’re inherently wrong or lesser for wanting to only date women.
You are a good person, and you have a right to prioritize women exclusively.
I’m sorry, but if lesbians can control themselves in a girls only changing room with ass naked woman waltzing around. Then I figure men should be able to control them selves with clothed girls walking down the street. Just a thought.
SHIT.
I’m sorry, but if lesbians can control themselves in a girls only changing room with ass naked woman waltzing around. Then I figure men should be able to control them selves with clothed girls walking down the street. Just a thought.
Love is not who you were expecting, love is not who you can predict. Maybe love is in New York City, already asleep, and you are in California, Australia, wide awake. Maybe love is always in the wrong time zone, maybe love is not ready for you. Maybe you are not ready for love. Maybe love just isn’t the marrying type. Maybe the next time you see love is twenty years after the divorce, love is older now, but just as beautiful as you remembered. Maybe love is only there for a month. Maybe love is there for every firework, every birthday party, every hospital visit. Maybe love stays- maybe love can’t. Maybe love shouldn’t.
Love arrives exactly when love is supposed to, and love leaves exactly when love must. When love arrives, say, “Welcome. Make yourself comfortable.” If love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her. Turn off the music, listen to the quiet, whisper, “Thank you. Thank you for stopping by.”
“When Love Arrives” by Phil Kaye and Sarah Kay (via natashakills)