cool beans, bi beans

lauryn. 20. She/her. Just here to be surrounding myself with beautiful things... mostly women

[nemfrog]

A figure stands on the earth, shaking the stars out from her hair. Pleasures of the telescope. 1901. Cover detail.

Internet Archive

[tiktoks-for-dead-pope]

[sistermallorycarpenter]

Transcript:

Woman behind camera: Having gay friends is all fun and games till they need to take a picture of a mushroom

Woman kneeling on ground: Nooo it’s a bunch though, it’s a family, Megan!

[luminarai]

good morning to these talented husbands who are both called david and wear the same outfits and to them ONLY

[scarred-knife-wound]

Caressing you with my dagger

[needyspice]

Edie Windsor & Thea Spyer 46 years of true love

[theoppositeofadults]

[chemicalheart-deactivated202009]

The term was literally *coined* by the media then absorbed into psychiatry later. I have a few readings on this lemme try to find the titles at least

Edit the website I use is being funny but I’d recommend The “ Short Step ” from Love to Hypnosis: A Reconsideration of the Stockholm Syndrome by Celia Jameson and this

Stockholm Syndrome isn’t just about dv, it’s about maintaining state power by pathologizing empathy with oppressed people

[mimiadraws]

Happy Lesbian Visibility Day!

[driflloon]

laksita dewi by nathaniel moss

[julesville]

Dusty feet in the Alvord Desert. 

visitjulesville.com

[hemingsways-deactivated20230712]

Calling all writers to submit to Janus Journal, our theme for Spring is Bloom - more info here. We are no longer taking poetry.

[sheevr]

going out with your lgbt friends

[cheermeupthankyou]

Natalie Portman gets to thirst Brie Larson on national television is every lesbian’s wet dream…….

[valendyke]

i made a quiz! find out what type of witch you are.

[letlove-grow]

[nosez-moved]

im not a people pleaser anymore im a huge cunt now

[anarchogay]

me after setting one (1) boundary

[angelicliss]

[fro-sya-deactivated20211213]

[bulgakeov]

“It feels wonderful. The newness of what will come next. Like fresh, cool skin beneath my fingertips. Waking upon my last day somewhere, eating my favorite foods, burying my face in my favorite scents. Honeyed half-moons. A bay papered with ships. A song sung in my language. I love everything more when I leave it. Maybe, then, it’s the most I’ll ever love it.”

— Marie Rutkoski, The Midnight Lie