🍃eating leaf🌿

🦠🪷I am an innocent slug 💗 going about my slugly day🪷🦠

[valtsv]

why don't you look at a black cat's fur turning brown in the sunlight and maybe you'll calm down

[this-is-a-representation]

my boy's time has come

[dragonsinheaven]

[ydrill]

My girl

[tonysaintborgi]

[rooksandravens]

[rhubarbgrl]

[astoldbyandi-moving-deactivated]

[ookaookaooka]

[usayu]

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[usayu]

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[usayu]

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[swordoftheberserkgutsrage-deact]

Your too late mr bond I alreasy peed out all my pee from my penis

[bettedavisgf]

no offense to the english but i just found out england has only ever won the world cup once.. wtf do you mean “it’s coming home” she doesn’t even know you omg

[magicratfingers]

some of u will love this

[flareonfloof]

i should call her

[roguespeedster]

say what you will about the 90s but there were so so many women on TV with beautiful curly hair. we used to be a proper society

[luthientinuvielss]

90s curls really were so special and breathtaking

[cherubg1rl]

[txttletale]

the funniest thing about 'computer, enhance' is that it implies that everyone in those shows has their computer set to Piece Of Shit Blurry Image Mode by default for no fucking reason

[txttletale]

computer activate Useful Mode

[herpsandbirds]

[bubba-roo]

buny and plushie love eachothr very much ok?

[yay-bunnies-zone]

thats right

[gatheringbones]

“I am not yet comfortable with my own femme-ininity. It is so looked down on– especially in a political community like the one in which I came out, in which I want to continue to be a part. Femme often carries the stigma of the word feminine, and being feminine has traditionally meant powerlessness, passivity, everything that being a woman has traditionally meant. When I first came out, I wanted to be butch. I wanted to outwardly deny patriarchy in general, and men in particular. I wanted them to see me on the subway as I rode to and from school and not feel they could stare and salivate and comment and harass as they pleased. I wanted them to look at me and know in some way I was as tough as they, maybe even tougher, that I didn’t want them sexually, especially sexually, and was in some way in “competition” with them. I wanted to laugh in their faces, saying “fuck you!” I am a black self-identified femme. My hair hangs in loose curls a little below my shoulders. I often wear makeup, and I like high heels, although I seldom wear them. My femme-ininity does not make me victimized. I have a choice in what I look like and who fucks me. The fear, of course, lies in whether what I say and feel and believe about myself is politically correct or not. I still don’t know. In my angst over my femme-ininity, I question my own language. What constitutes ‘hard’? Does it refer to those who look most like men, and if so, what does that mean? If the women I like are ‘hard’, and if 'hard’ means looking like a man, then mustn’t women inherently be 'soft’, at least in my mind? Where is my thinking?”

— Paula Austin, from The Persistent Desire, edited by Joan Nestle

[babushkaat]

[claudia-lioncourt]

JACOB ANDERSON for The Vampire Lestat Backstage Pass, Episode 1: "Detroit"

[campgender]

Madeline D. Davis in “The Femme Tapes” by Joan Nestle, Madeline Davis, and Amber Hollibaugh (recorded 1982)

published in The Persistent Desire: A Femme-Butch Reader (1992), ed. Joan Nestle

but I did touch her manually and made her climax and that was the way she came. It was quite a different experience from the next woman I got involved with about four months later, who really was a stone butch. She put her hand up inside of me and she came! And then I thought, “There was something else happening here.”

And this was a woman whom I was not in love with. She was cute, a short chunky version of Beebo Brinker; they were all dark with blue eyes then! You know it’s been a type I have been after. I didn't find too many, but after a while my tastes expanded. They had to. But I still look down the street after a dark-haired, blue-eyed woman.

Anyway, this was a woman who was obviously crazy about my body — the second woman — and I got a whole other feeling suddenly. I mean the men wanted to fuck me, they liked me, but this was a woman who loved my body. I never really loved my body. I was comfortable with it. I knew where all its parts were and that it was functional. But I was always somewhat overweight. I never thought I was pretty, and to this day, you know, eight hundred people can say you're gorgeous and you're never going to believe it. But here was a woman who, when she touched me, trembled, and god — the world opened up.

[yumyumpod]

Watching Killjoys for the first time: It Takes a Pillage