#ladeez

[youaremyvoice]

hey i need more people to follow. please like this if u post louis/hl/lesbianism/etc

[faerthingpen]

Demon Lord Ghirahim, for whom fabulousness comes first

[gaylonelydyke]

i just want a girl to shower with adoration and unconditional looove

[djgreenb]

#NewLevelThursdays 🎶 Up!! Mi bad gyal @scorpianqueenz representing 💋🔥🦂🌟#watchyakno #djgreenb #morepicsontheway #ladeez #tunuponathursday #Level🆙 @level13oakland #newparty #townbizzness (at Level 13 Oakland)

[worldbeauts]

[emmastory]

It was the spinsters who made me. Who made farm-share feasts with me for our family dinners and watched Golden Girls with me every night. Who sent me silver-framed photographs of us at a Houston diner, and glitter-framed photographs of us at Graceland, and magnet-backed photographs to put on my fridge of us sharing a bed at a Palm Springs hotel. Who talked with me for hours on the phone as we lay a thousand miles apart in bed in the dark until one of us finally fell asleep. Who asked me to help them choose their mother’s gravestone. Who told me about their abortions. Who bought me a dress for my yet-to-be-adopted daughter. Who made me the aunt of their one-eyed Chihuahua. Who sat next to me in church. Who swayed on the piano bench as they accompanied the gospel choir with a ring on every finger, playing from “sheet music” that was simply a piece of paper saying “Abundantly Blessed in F.” Who burned sage in my apartment and said blessings and jingled bells and burned small sticks of aromatic Panamanian wood to drive out the bad energy after my roommate’s psychotic break. Who came into money unexpectedly and paid off my $65,000 student loans and changed my life forever. Who left me long delirious voicemails on the happiest day of their life with their voice stretched almost to breaking with joy. Who sent me lilies on my birthday (“It’s Heavenly to Be With You” in the language of flowers) and filled my Easter basket and stuffed my Christmas stocking and made me black-eyed peas on New Year’s for good luck. Who invited me over for cava in the garden or vinho verde on the deck. Who invited me to stay with them during a hurricane when my house was shaking. Who were my family and made me their family as they lived with metastatic cancer. Who called me Lovely and Lady and Sweetie-pie and Dear. Whom I called Lovely and Lady and Sweetie-pie and Dear. Who are my readers and editors and muses and collaborators and confidants. Who are my loves. Who know that although in the eyes of the world and the law we are alone, we are not alone.

Briallen Hopper, On Spinsters

[lydia--argent]

eponymous-rose and I are watching DS9.

~two episodes in~

Me: ...I ship Dax and Kira.

Rose: YES