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*taps mic* CALLING KARA DANVERS, CALLING KARA DANVERS! PLEASE COME COLLECT YOUR WIFE ON ISLE 69. SHE'S LONELY AND FEELING KISS DEPRIVED.

New at 11 there is a himbo-shaped hole in the wall at Catco Worldwide, with similar damage in the facade of the Hole Foods downtown. We're live with investigation lead Special Agent Alex Danvers for further details. Agent Danvers, what can you tell us so far?

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@ every trans boy, trans girl, or nb or ace reading this right now

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don’t make me tap the sign…

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me trying to communicate that i am also gay through my eyeballs whenever I think the cashier is gay not to hit on them obviously just to let them know we are the same

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“In 1986 Grandma was worried I wasn’t settling down. So I told her I was having a relationship—with a woman. “I am settling down, in my own way.” And the sunlight settled on the dust on the mantlepiece and the cat settled in Grandma’s lap and Grandma said there were two nurses boarding in her mother’s house in Yorkshire in 1916. And Grandma said she was in love with one of them. 70 years later, she still remembered waiting at the bottom of the boarding-house stairs to blush and smile hello at the funny, dark-eyed nurse she loved. Love between women? Unforgettable.”

— Eleni Prineas, in Finding the Lesbians: Personal Accounts from Around the World (via oikabooks)

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you can treat me like a princess and i’ll treat you like a princess we can be gay princesses together

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i am indifferent towards your shoelaces

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I kind of love that one of Jane Austen's biggest fans was the Prince Regent (later George IV). She didn't think very well of the nobility in general, but she motherfucking hated him, a wastrel who very flagrantly cheated on his wife.

But he loved her writing, was the first recorded purchaser of Sense and Sensibility, and kept copies of her books in all his residences. She never made enough from her writing to live on during her lifetime, so this wasn't support she could casually toss aside. His librarian kept suggesting ideas for new books to her, which she turned down with exquisite politeness. Much to her aggravation, she found herself obliged to dedicate Emma to the man.

Local Novelist Is So Talented She Can't Beat Royal Patron Off With A Stick

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a wonderful pre-plague memory which I just recalled because I used the same justification again, while talking with my dumbass right-leaning holier than thou coworkers:

was forced to talk with a horribly passive aggressive catholic family of a friend as I was helping her move out. you know the type -- not outright hostile, but always making snide remarks under the pretence of polite conversation or curiosity.

I was waiting for her and they were watching TV, and some nonsense came up about the youth's access to media which can "corrupt them". you know, help them realise other sexualities exist and all that modern horror.

"it all starts somewhere, yes" the woman said, her aunt I think, "they are born normal but then they look at certain things too much and their brains get skewed"

they all, of course, knew that my friend wasn't straight. reason for her moving out, after all. but I think that because of the fact that I wasn't saying anything and compared to my friend looked rather... traditional, they assumed I must be, you know, "normal".

"when we were kids, we spent time outside or in a church, and everyone was normal. but I do guess it has to start somewhere, especially with all that internet"

a side eye look at me, of course, to see if I agree. and I just sighed, like old people do, and replied:

"it all does start somewhere. I remember what turned me gay."

a silence, nervous sound of stirring well-stirred cold tea. but, well, point to them, I still did agree with their idea, no? on the wrong side of the barricade but I still did agree that I was turned gay by something. probably some filthy perverted movie on late night TV.

they wait. they really did wait for me to go on.

so I just sighed again, heartbroken over the fact that I was turned gay against my will. a girl from a good home!

and I explained that my unholy condition was born out of one thing and one thing only: long hours of deep contemplation of the unbelievably beautiful -- and numerous -- statues of the Virgin Mary in our local church.

oh how quiet it got. how peaceful.

they changed the channel immediately and became wildly invested in whatever was happening on the screen. the well-stirred tea won another extra stir.

and then: "god bless!" we cheerfully bid them farewell.

I use it each and every time this subject pops up now. makes for great conversation or very pleasant silence.

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Growing Up Gay in the Early 2000s Starter Pack

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It’s my favorite thing when a lesbian is just like “I got extra fries with my meal, gay rights” or an enby is like “wow trans rights I just got a free gift card to the movies” or a bi dude is like “finally found a plant that won’t die, queer rights I guess.” Like that is the funniest shit I don’t care.

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Dame Archer kicks McDougal’s Scots ass there in the rain at the Washington Midsummer Renaissance Faire - August 11, 2018 - Photo by Douglas Herring

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sometimes im like “tone down the Self to fit in” and other times, the voice of God comes to me in a dream and says “I didn’t make you crazy for no reason”

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shout out to ace and aro kids who are constantly bombarded with the opinion that sex and romantic love are directly connected to living a happy life.