The Breakfast Club
i’m kinda tired of looking at the 1000th picture of girls kissing. i get it, it’s adorable.
reblog if you’re a lesbian/dyke/LGBT blog that posts something BESIDES that.
i’m kinda tired of looking at the 1000th picture of girls kissing. i get it, it’s adorable.
reblog if you’re a lesbian/dyke/LGBT blog that posts something BESIDES that.
no
i realize that many people feel “i follow the heart not the anatomy”
but i never felt that way
i felt like i was SUPPOSED to feel that way
but it was never that way
no, i never felt/was/am “sexually fluid”
it was 12 days after 9/11
i think i did homework with natalie
and went hot tubbing with this guy nick
it was maybe my stupidest birthday ever
i do love natalie though
maybe we took a nap,
she had sheets that looked like blue sky/clouds
it had been a weird, terrible week
1) Is it wrong/dishonest to have girls over for “sleepovers”?
is it dishonest?
yes.
is it wrong?
maybe.
should you do it anyway?
yes.
we don’t have equal employment protection or marriage rights, in exchange we have things like sleepovers and women’s bathrooms
2) does it make me a loser to live with my grandmother?
no
+ headphones
+ book (ideally a book there’s no way anyone there has heard of it or would want to talk about it)
+ headphones/ipod
+ looking at your phone with concerned/engaged facial expressions
+ do the thing where you act super polite and smiley when someone’s talking to you so you get politeness points, but every time there’s a pause, attempt to go back to your own activities, as if you’re expecting that the person already knows you don’t want to talk anymore. by the third time you do this, they’ll get the hint.
+ write in a notebook/journal, if anyone asks what you’re writing, say “oh, just me-stuff”
+ read a kindle (can be reading whatever, they have no idea, could be intense)
+ radiate a hostile facial expression
+ sit somewhere nobody else wants to sit, type intently on your phone
+ close your eyes and lean back like you’re over it
+ headphones