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always get a large sized drink. you don’t know what life has in store

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[sitting completely still in my own bed] this world is gutting me like a fish

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some dykes for your feed :) going to be making pints of this later this year >:)

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butchfemme joy is so pure and sacred and special and beautiful and-

i can’t believe those photos exist, it’s like a movie scene

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I AM A BIG BUTCH! I AM BIG AND FEROCIOUS AS I STOMP AROUND IN MY BIG BOOTS! I AM SOOOO SCARY!! SUCH AN INTIMIDATING BUTCH!!

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When straight people say butches are evil its horrible and homophobic and we should break their knees. When *I* say butches are evil it's bc mine just sent a fully clothed pic that was so ruggedly erotic I got pregnant across state lines, so jot that down.

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just had my first dose of hrt

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I love being butch. You can show up to a date with the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen in your life dressed like this and they’ll thank you for it

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when minnie bruce pratt said When I am with her, I have no idea what sex I am or what gender, whose body I have or the meaning of my gestures

and when minnie bruce pratt said You long to see how much pleasure I will let flow through my nipples like milk, gushing and falling on the ground, perhaps in your mouth, perhaps on my own hands for me to lick off

and when minnie bruce pratt said What am I to call this if not marriage? My ringless hands rest lightly on your back as you groan and push a little deeper into me, my cunt biting sweetly into your cock

and when minnie bruce pratt said My nipples unfolded, erect, and you closed your eyes to recite, "I touched her sleeping breasts and they awoke like spikes of hyacinth in my hand"

and when minnie bruce pratt said Traitors to our sex, or spies and explorers across the boundaries of what is man, what is woman? My body yawns open greedily for what you are not afraid to give me

and when minnie bruce pr--

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Gerard P Donelan

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"Butches are formed in the crucible, is what I say when people ask. Butches—the ones I have known and loved and been protected by—are the ones who find our way through the fire and emerge both singed and hardened but also smelling of a particular experience that cannot be counterfeited. I find that I recognize the whiff of it across lines of race or class, that butch heart, that big and battered tool of so many unexpected reconciliations, unlikely forgivenesses, and full-bore love affairs. I recognize it and love it. I seek it out, sniff it out, because I’ve learned that it makes my heart melt and also my dick hard."

— Brother Dog by S. Bear Bergman, in Persistence: All Ways Butch and Femme

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I dont know how people dont like fat butches and fat femmes like what is going on in your head that you see a fat dyke and dont lose your fucking mind?

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i understand stoners of the 60s and 70s deeply because if i didnt have computer and internet and all i had to entertain myself was prog rock and pulpy sci fi fantasy novels i would be smoking hella and imagining kingdoms of gnomes and alien prophesies all day too and lord knows i would have been impressed by air brush paintings

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looking for shirt braces online and I saw this and thought tumblr would appreciate it