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Happy trans day of visibility to my trans siblings out there! Ya’ll are rocking it- have a wonderful day!
what tumblr likes to say being a lesbian is:
what is really is:
Butch is about subverting the roles and expectations placed on women, and expressing our love for women. It’s an identity, not one specific presentation or aesthetic. We’re all individuals and there are as many shades of butchness as there are butches. Point being, you’re fine how you are.
We like to joke about being useless lesbians/sapphics, when a girl is flirting and we have no clue, but I think there’s an actual reason for it: as women, we operate under an assumption that any and all interaction with other women is platonic. The fact that female friends are socially allowed to be more affectionate than male ones doesn’t help at all. It’s the same heteronormativity that leads straight people to call us “gal pals”.
So please, if you’re interested in another girl, make it really clear that you aren’t just being friendly! Don’t just drop hints or play mind games, because chances are she won’t get it.
The eternal struggle of trying to figure out what people actually want/want to know when they ask a question... like why do we even have the words “yes” and “no” if yall hate one word answers so much, and why can you never just say what you mean goddamn
Four years ago Mariana lost her leg to a reckless driver in North Carolina. She left the hospital with a prosthetic in 2012, but has not had the financial means to maintain or replace it. The now cracked, ill-fitting, prosthetic causes her unimaginable pain when she walks, which effectively limits...
DEAR GOD PLEASE HELP MY FRIEND NOT BE HOMELESS SHE IS SMOL AND GAY AND CAN’T SURVIVE ON NYC STREETS!! EVERY SHARE HELPS!!
oh hi hello there femme lesbians are in no way similar to straight women and they aren’t upholding heteronormative standards by presenting in a feminine way. if you don’t agree too bad you’re still wrong block me
Please help, I’m in desperate need
Hi, my name is Anna. I’m a mentally disabled trans sex worker living in Pennsylvania. Since I moved here, I’ve had very little success finding work, and I’ve always been just a day away from total ruin. Things are now worse than they’ve ever been, and I have about $16 left in my account, and no way to feed myself or keep up with my medical needs, and the threat of homelessness is never far from mind either. If you can please help me to get myself ahead of my expenses, and get in a place where i can start trying to move forward and find a stable job and a way out of the this constant uncertainty, i would really, really appreciate it. Thank you so much.
My PayPal is paypal.me/slutanna
Not to be dramatic or anything but as a lesbian what saved my life was realizing that attraction is supposed to feel good
If your attraction to men makes you viscerally uncomfortable, distressed, and feels like a fulfillment of a default obligation rather than something that produces good and exciting feelings, perhaps it isn’t attraction
Is somebody from the LA area willing to take in a trans girl on the streets?
UHHHHH okay i hate to make one of THESE posts but uhhh my dad kicked me out. I dont have anywhere to go. I have no money and no shelter.I dont even have a cellphone (im posting this from a library computer?)
I dont care how long you’re willing to take me in. As long as you’re not a predator, I’m fine. I just really need some fucking help right now.
Being Autistic
Being autistic is doing nothing In the face of infinite choices. Being autistic is seeing the infinite angles And the unlimited potential in everything.
Being autistic is not taking everything literally, Because that is kleptomania and while not mutually exclusive, are still different things ok?
Being autistic is experiencing the world so vibrantly, And sometimes not able to stand it.
Being autistic is mindless repetitive behavior. Being autistic is mindless repetitive behavior. Being autistic is mindless repetitive behavior.
Being autistic is laughing at jokes only you think are funny.
Being autistic is wondering When the mothership returns for you. Being autistic is weird compulsions, And a system you can’t explain.
Being autistic is a vast strange world For which you have no map. Being autistic is feeling like the smartest person in the room, And the stupidest being in Creation.
Being autistic is “because you never asked” Being autistic is “you need to show initiative” But it’s also “why didn’t you tell me you were lost” and “dont do it if you don’t know how”.
Being autistic is a labyrinth That changes for unknowable reasons.
Being autistic is an outside perspective, And an earnest heart.
Being autistic is being terrified of the world And dipping your feet anyway, One Toe At A Time.
Being autistic is organizing thoughts In piles that make no sense to anyone but you. Being autistic is organizing thoughts In piles that make no sense to you either. Sometimes.
Being autistic is innately understanding The convoluted matrix of causality While not knowing how to eat salad.
Being autistic is being calculating and aloof, And having panic attacks over the shape of food.
Being autistic is loving others intensely But never being able to exactly say how.
Are you a “follow every rule to the letter” autistic or a “question all the rules and disregard the arbitrary ones” autistic?
if you’re closeted this holiday season, just think about how one day you and your girlfriend/wife, your husband/boyfriend, or your significant other are going to celebrate the holidays together… you’re gonna drink hot coco and look at lights… have family dinners and kiss on new years… you will love and be loved for who you are and being closeted for your own safety/comfort right now won’t change that. happy holidays :)
Gay love is good and pure
Can I get some different people’s descriptions of meltdowns and shutdowns for an aunt of mine who thinks she may be Autistic? I already told her about mine, but I want other people’s descriptions so that she’s got a good cross-section of experiences that may or may not apply to her.
Just reblog with your descriptions of how they feel for you, I’d be really grateful.
Shutdowns: things are too much and I reach a point where my body and brain just (suddenly, mostly) go quiet, kind of drained
Meltdowns: pent up frustration, sensory overload, general feeling of “TOO MUCH” that you just can’t take and you feel like you’re exploding
Hope that can help her!
My family often calls my shutdowns “locking up” or “freezing,” because that’s what I do. I freeze like a deer in the headlights, and I withdraw and become unresponsive. I had a lot of them as a kid and often had to be physically removed from the overwhelming situation and given some time and space to recover before I could talk again. I never had many meltdowns, though I do remember, on occasion, winding up very distressed and crying until, again, I had some time to recover.
i love girls and being a huge lesbian
Did any other unsuspecting baby sapphics automatically think older wlw were super cool without knowing why? Like, one of my friends had an older lesbian sister she really looked up to, and I never even met this sister but I wanted to and wished she could be MY big sister. And my brother was friends with a gay girl in high school I only met once or twice but I mysteriously wanted to be just like her.