Love’s Shadow by Frederick Sandys, 1867.
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@therecklesssfish
Love’s Shadow by Frederick Sandys, 1867.
Me in Barnes and Noble in 2005.
How can you not be gay when Gillian Anderson exists
Like I’m confused how can one person be so hot
every gay girl i’ve spoken to agrees that one of the most humiliating and demoralizing things is having a straight girl thinking you’re coming on to them simply bc you like girls and it….really fucks with our relationships both platonic and romantic bc while other girls get to sit on each others laps and sleep in the same beds and playfully grab each others asses we’re putting up so many walls just in case our straight friends think we’re after them.
and bc our conception of relationships with other girls in general is so fucked and suppressed we have no idea how to navigate our emotions when we’re actually attracted to another girl and want to pursue it
y’all reblogging this with “straight girls/gay guys experience this toooo”….nah, this isn’t about people thinking you want them, its a uniquely stunting experience to gay girls who are excluded from developing friendships and behaving around other girls in the ways we are all socialized to do so because we conceive ourselves/others conceive us as “predatory”
It sucks that you have to keep yourself busy to feel okay.
peak intimacy: kissing someone’s inner wrist
Ya ever feel like the ideal body type for women was inherently just classism and the perfect way to treat women like trophies because like back when women were Thick™ as an ideal body type the only women who were able to look like that were the rich and today now the type is super thin and the only women who can look like that are the women who don’t work labour jobs and can afford not to have a carb diet so basically men only go for rich women and have changed how they objectify women not because of some biological quirk that shifts their lust but entirely because the form of the most privileged women has changed therefore the best trophy to keep
It literally was. Fat was hype when malnutrition and starvation were common. A symbol of leisure.
Gucci Skinny was hype when malnutrition from cheap food was common and when most of the middle class had desk jobs. Symbol of control over women who now had more rights.
Instagram Fit ™ is hype because most people are overworked and too broke to exercise or eat properly. A symbol of “leisure” and wealth.
There it is.
Bed sharing is so intimate and blessed… dozing off and waking up to the sound of their breathing… feeling them roll over in their sleep to wrap an arm around you… hearing the little noises they’re making in their dreams…..
Uber: “I’m in a blue Honda Civic.”
Me: “ok”
Me to me: “ok, we know what blue is”
I often think about that post that was a fake dating profile for a cat that was all about chickens, like wanting someone with posable thumbs for opening chickens.
This is one my favourite things the internet has ever made.
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“lover” is an old fashioned romantic gay person word
“Do you realise… I would have gone through life half-awake… if you’d had the decency to leave me alone?” // “I feel really awake. I don’t recall ever feeling this awake. You know? Everything looks different now.”
- Maurice, 1987 // Thelma & Louise, 1991
“I’m wide awake. I never felt more awake.”
- The Price of Salt, 1952 // Carol, 2015
- Killing Eve, 2019
"classical music is boring"
Stravinsky’s rite of spring is about a girl who dances herself to death to appease the Russian god of spring.
When it premiered the crowd got so amped up they opened up a mosh pit in the theater and the night would be forever known as the “riot of spring”