it’s fine. it’s cool you can say that we [were] nothing but you know the truth.

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it’s fine. it’s cool you can say that we [were] nothing but you know the truth.
happy pride y’all
I was sixteen years old before I let myself realize that I didn’t just like boys.
I never considered the alternatives.
You see for years it never occurred to me
that I didn’t have to fall within the arbitrary binaries of sexuality.
That I could like multiple genders,
That I didn’t have to pick just one.
In school I’d sit with my friends and slip comments into conversations
desperate for someone to notice or say something.
These feelings went against everything I had ever known,
but all I really wanted was validation that what I felt was real.
Most queer girls can relate to the same strange sense of imposter syndrome.
The one that tells us that we don’t belong.
That we are not
queer enough
valid enough
out enough.
Because society thrives on arbitrary binaries.
People must be gay or straight.
There’s no in between.
Bi girls are faking it for male attention and for boys bisexuality is just one stop along the way before actually coming out.
We face rejection from those inside and outside our communities.
I’ve heard it all before, careless comments from loose lips and cold critiques from people who just don’t want to understand.
“You’re faking it”
“Bisexuality isn’t real”
“You only kiss girls for attention”
“You’re such a slut.”
“Does this mean you’re into me?”
“You should really just pick a side. It would be a lot less confusing for everyone.”
“Bisexuals always cheat.”
“I know you’re really gay. You’ll just come all the way out in another couple of years”
They want me to doubt myself, my validity, my worth,
but I refuse to let these comments consume me.
Because when I look in the mirror I know exactly who I am.
I am not alone in my fears.
I am queer enough,
valid enough,
out enough.
(Because) Bisexual is not a dirty word.
It is not synonymous with promiscuous or unfaithful.
Having a girlfriend won’t transform me into a lesbian
the same way having a boyfriend won’t make me “basically straight.”
The only person who gets to decide anything about my identity is me.
No one deserves an explanation.
My sex life is no one’s business.
I don’t have to justify myself or how I feel.
I am valid.
My attraction(s) are valid.
And so are all of yours.
If you really loved me you’d listen. My voice isn’t so quiet.
Con is qt
I loved her until my heart gave out
i wish that i knew how to emotionally detach myself from the people i once loved. i care too much about those who dont care for me.
i got the role i wanted today :)