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1. Do I look fat from this angle? Maybe if I arch my back a little I’ll look skinner.
2. Ouch- this kind of hurts but like not badly enough for me to bring attention to it.
3. Maybe if I say his name or compliment his penis it’ll make him cum faster.
4. I’m not going to have to wash my sheets after this, am I?
5. I wish we had Bagels Bites. I’m so gonna want Bagel Bites after this.
6. Am I going to have to shower after this?
7. Ooh, this feels kind of good.
8. Ooh this feels really good.
9. OMG that feels great…oh no…no DON’T STOP. fuck you for stopping that.
10. Oops I’m kind of bored now.
11. What should I have for lunch tomorrow?
12. Wait, does he know I’m not paying attention?
13.This room is really messy.
14. How can I make it so that I…
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Alright! I know that I haven’t really posted on this, but I haven’t really had much to post about it. Let’s get this straightened out. I’m a lesbian. I’m gender fluid. Today is a feminine day for me, yesterday was masculine. I’ve been asked how I know I’m gender fluid, how I can be gender fluid, if I’ll transition to male, etc. To answer those, how do you know you’re male or female? I can be gender fluid because somedays I identify as male, some I identify as female. I don’t know if I will transition to male because I feel pretty happy in a female body. The thing about me being gender fluid is that I feel more masculine than feminine, but unlike transgender people, I don’t feel like I was born in the wrong body; I feel pretty happy as a woman. As of now I do not…
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I got an email from a very dear friend this morning. I will share it with you, and then my reply. She said:
I don’t know if you’ll agree with me and I’m not asking you to but, you are welcome to comment. I would like to hear your opinion. We both have our own opinions and we respect each other!
I was watching a Ricky Martin video that he did with Oprah Winfrey. Sexual orientation is a big question in today’s society. I believe people aren’t born one way or another but, they grown up to make the decision. I believe it is a choice. You can choose to have a Coke or a Pepsi. See, I think it is a choice. I think you can tell a child the things he or she needs to grow up strong and independent. And I think you can show them the…
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Every Possible Way to Say I Love YOU!
But Guess What? It does not matter who you are or your sexuality choice. It still means I Love YOU!
Take Consideration and know who you are and KNOW YOUR RIGHTS! Read the rest of this entry
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Just a reminder, for those of you who live in this amazing city, and those of you who are close enough to get here: There is an equality rally on Saturday, 23rd of November, from 1pm – 3pm, on Swanston Street, Melbourne, beginning near the State Library.
IF YOU WANT MARRIAGE EQUALITY, SITTING AROUND WISHING FOR IT WON’T DO ANY GOOD. Get heard, be seen, and let the political forces that be realise that it’s not alright to deprive us of our rights.
I can’t wait for this! ^.^
I just love this story. It tells a lot about the mentality of someone. 🙂
This post may contain some explicit content.
It’s the story of my first sexual encounter and I want to be as honest as possible. Before I can begin, I must take you back almost a year before the actual act. I was 17 years old, in high school, and still coming to terms with my sexuality. I developed strange feelings for guys at a young age and spent a lot of time thinking about kissing and doing more with them, but there was a problem. I never had “the talk” with my parents, so I didn’t know a thing about sex. I didn’t know what “more” meant, but the thought of two guys having sex always fascinated me, better yet, I became obsessed with it. I was really more curious about the idea of sex, rather than the act itself.
I remember sneaking to the backyard one night, logging into…
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