being a lesbian (and bi, pan, etc.) woman can be so hard and lonely because women specifically in our current culture are socialized to be very physically intimate with each other.
growing up my girl friends and i would shower together and cuddle and hold hands and do each other’s makeup and link arms when we walked down the street and share food.
and some women are on different levels of comfort and intimacy with each other, like maybe no shower-sharing or hand-holding etc. But on one level or another, we are raised to be physically affectionate and it’s normal.
and once we realize we’re not straight, suddenly people around us are scrutinizing us. anything we do with out friends must be because we’re attracted to them. so we start becoming afraid to interact platonically with women at all.
even if our friends reassure us they trust us and don’t feel that way, we hear other people saying shit like “what? you shower with her at the gym? you let her sleepover in your bed???”
“that’s like doing that with a guy, isn’t it?”
and we know that every single second of our time spent with straight women is spent being studied through a microscope by other heteros who see as as predators. It’s heartbreaking.
And if we don’t have great friends, because hey, when you’re younger sometimes your friends aren’t always great, we end up with no reassurance and we start worrying maybe we ARE crossing boundaries when we tell a best friend “you look hot in that dress” when we just meant it as a normal compliment, so we isolate ourselves from female friendships.
it’s sort of like a joke I hear a lot, “why do so many gay/bi/etc. girls have all guy friends?”
but the truth is actually really sad bc we’re afraid to interact with women because of the scrutiny we face in our every word, expression, and gesture.
if you’re straight and your girl friend isn’t, here’s something to know: it is impossible for me to exaggerate how much it means to me when my straight friends normalize physical intimacy with me in front of judgmental people.
When my straight friends hold my hand in the mall or link arms with me, or when they help me fix my hair or ask me to fix theirs, when they ask me to help them put on a necklace or unzip a dress, etc.
I know these all seem like little gestures but there are so many things I miss about “straight friendships” because I didn’t realize I liked women until I was 19, and some of my friends started acting different around me, stopped touching me, didn’t want to share beds, etc. and now I’m hyper-aware of my interactions with straight women to the point of misery.
So when you bridge that gap in the little ways, saying you don’t care and you trust me and love me and don’t see my any differently, it means the world tbh.
reading Frankenstein in high school was so jarring after only knowing about it from tv shows and shit. imagine my shock when it turns out victor frankenstein was actually just a bitchass college dropout and the monster was ridiculously fucking eloquent. plot twist of the goddamned century.
media depiction of the monster: grunting and shambling. only uses very basic sentences.”fire bad! >:( me angry!!”
canonical monster:
“
You are in the wrong, and instead of threatening, I am content to reason with you. I am malicious because I am miserable. Am I not shunned and hated by all mankind? You, my creator, would tear me to pieces and triumph; remember that, and tell me why I should pity man more than he pities me? You would not call it murder if you could precipitate me into one of those ice-rifts and destroy my frame, the work of your own hands. Shall I respect man when he condemns me? Let him live with me in the interchange of kindness, and instead of injury I would bestow every benefit upon him with tears of gratitude at his acceptance. But that cannot be; the human senses are insurmountable barriers to our union. Yet mine shall not be the submission of abject slavery. I will revenge my injuries; if I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear, and chiefly towards you my archenemy, because my creator, do I swear inextinguishable hatred. Have a care; I will work at your destruction, nor finish until I desolate your heart, so that you shall curse the hour of your birth.“
tbh the most accurate les mis adaptation would have interjections lemony snicket a series of unfortunate events style
like imagine. monsieur madeleine going about his business, running the factory and stuff and then stepping out of nowhere a man says “the audience must realize by now that this man is indeed not monsieur madeleine but the convict jean valjean. this is called deception, but in some cases it does more good than evil” and then slowly disappearing again
Various renditions of The Birth of Venus. (Sandro Botticelli, Alexandre Cabanel, Francois Boucher, William Adolphe Bouguereau, Henri Gervex, Fritz Zuber-Buhler, Eduard Steinbruck)
My grandmother is a bitter old crab with nothing good to say about anything, but she does have a few good stories. She confronted the woman my grandfather had been cheating on her with - this other woman had no idea he was married, and was righteously angry.
The two of them schemed together. My grandfather’s mistress drove her convertible to the construction site where he was working. As he approached the car, she said, “Why didn’t you tell me you were married?”
“Married?! I’m not married!” he said.
My grandmother sat up in the back seat, where she’d been lying down, and said, “You won’t be for much longer.”
HOLY SHIT
This is a Country song.
as tumblr implodes around us and none of us have enough clout to establish ourselves on the shitty alternative sites or migrate to twitter, we can only be true to our nature. much like the musicians on the titanic, we will continue to be gay shitposting communists until we sink beneath the waves. ladies, its been an honor
i really love the mario party games that have dk spaces because the purpose of dk spaces is to be the opposite of bowser spaces, a space where something really good may happen but nothing bad will happen, which turns donkey kong himself into this sort of mythical gorilla of great fortune and prosperity who you would really like to meet and who you get really excited for when you do encounter, and when you land on a dk space it’s like “YES, i’m going to meet with donkey kong now and he’s probably going to give me a really nice present, thank you donkey kong, i LOVE donkey kong”, i just really love this interpretation of donkey kong’s character
i like to think this is what encountering bigfoot in real life would be like. it’s REALLY hard to encounter him but if you do he’s gonna play a fun minigame with you and then he’s probably gonna give you a really cool gift and then he’ll leave and it’s literally impossible for anything harmful to happen during this encounter
