..Yes, heterosexual world, even in the gay world (I say that loosely, because in actuality, we’re all one in ONE world) THERE ARE various facets in the LGBT community
Regarding Lesbians…
The common misconceptions are as followed: Oh, you’re a lesbian? You’re too pretty!- Implying that Lesbians have to be the antithesis of pretty, ergo ugly. That’s not only wrong, but very offensive, and highly ignorant of obvious contact with various kinds of Lesbians. Various kinds? Whatever do you mean? Well, pretty also has a feminine connotation, therefore, you’re implying that all Lesbians must be masculine. This is NOT the case. Fuck ALL the generalizations, and REALIZE, that gay people are JUST like straight people. If you put aside the fucking label, you REALIZE, it is nothing more than a sexual preference. That’s all. So Lesbians, go shopping, paint your nails, wear frilly pink bows in your salon dried hair!! Gays, go be the captain of the football team, soccer team, or strut around in your macho bravado. (Hopefully you ex out the bravado…) OR Lesbians, go kick every guy’s ass out on that field, own a set of power-tools, OR Gays, wear bright colors, shop with your gals, and be the lead in the next theatre hit! If people could just…REALIZE that those attributes, and activities aren’t indicative to who someone sleeps with at night, the world wouldn’t be so shocked with the breaking of stereotypes. I AM a part of the LGBT community. I am a woman. And I adore shopping, and all that girly shit, and if I didn’t, who the fuck cares? Once again, I hate labels, but there are some out there that are paving the way for the ignorant. Labels are like the training wheels I guess. Overused and you’re stunting your growth, but a little help won’t hurt. Here are some INFORMATIVE, and helpful labels that describe the various realities of Lesbianism. We have: Femme or Lipstick Lesbian- These lovely ladies are the shopaholics and make-up divas! These gals, despite popular belief, In my opinion, have it the hardest. (Maybe I’m a little biased…Don’t hate me..) They’re constantly ignored in the LGBT community, on account of “appearing” heterosexual. Why? because of the fucking generalization that has been set. Ergo, forcing them to come out of the closet, time and time again to multiple confused audiences, mostly horny aggressive men. (Hi-It’s exhausting.) Chapstick Lesbian- Is seemingly androgynous, and is often referred to as a “soft butch” They have that adorable boyish charm. They’re casual, and simple. Blue Jean Femme- These ladies identify with Femmes, or being feminine, but are more casual and less high maintinance, then our Lipsticks. Soft Butch- These are almost synonymous with your Chapstick Lesbians, but generally appear a bit more masculine. Sport Dyke- (I’m personally not a fan of this one, specifically because I do not care for the term “dyke”, but anyway) This is a Lesbian who lives, breathes, and cherishes SPORTS. Nothing surprising there. Butch- A women who basically adopts all the masculine traits, and identifies more masculine in her own way. Stone Butch- A stone butch are what society likes to typically classify ALL kinds of Lesbians under. They are the most masculine appearing, and …. to put it mildly, like giving… and not….receiving.. NOW, these next few terms can involve any of the terms I described above. Gold Star Lesbian- A Lesbian (of any kind) who has never slept with a man, and vows not to ever do so. Hasbian- A hasbian, is a woman who identified as a Lesbian, and has now decided she is not one anymore, or rarely, decides that bisexuality is better suited for her. Labels are to inform the people incapable of merely accepting everyone, and seeing past the stereotypes. Again, they’re just training wheels, now go out there and ride that bike! Don’t sit on a cold sidewalk and refuse to move somewhere in this life. Ignorance will only take you so far. Acceptance and an open mind gets you places. I hope anyone who is reading this, recognizes the talent, beauty, and wisdom that the woman above, so artistically expressed. Take it to heart, no matter who you rather sleep with. Again, It’s just sex at the end of it all. (Isn’t most things?) Straight Men, if your guy friend wants to bang another guy friend, doesn’t that just make more ladies available for you? AND Straight Women, same rule applies! Besides that small, and egocentric approach, realize that everyone is entitled to roll around in the sheets with who they fucking want! And hey, maybe one day, even fall in love. I didn’t mean to sound harsh, I’m just so passionate with the advancement of human rights. I am aware that there are TONS of heterosexual people who are MORE than accepting. I also understand that there are TONS of LGBT people who can be bigoted. Let’s just put an end to bigotry and hatred. Please, it’s so tacky! Remember, never judge a book by its cover. Open up. There’s a story inside. -RPepper
(Source: lesbian-life-and-love)
So,
As I reflect on my life, both the past, and the present; I am conflicted. Amused by the bewildering notion that my present, is my past. What counts as THE MOMENT? For, as of right now, you are already in the past. We are the past, and the present. Eventually, the future will tag along. My point is, you always are. My blog isn’t called “i am” to provide the religious with a biblical allusion, fuck no. We always are. If we don’t constantly soak up each sliver of time, analyze, and grow, we are rotting, not living.
My Pops: He’s an abominable twat monkey. a turd that you wish you didn’t step on as you’re walking around barefoot in the grass. I’m grateful for his shit though. You see, my mum is psychotic…
My Mum: It’s jaw-droppingly radical. She abused me since five, in all the ways possible.. He(pops) let me stay with him after the divorce(i was twelve), when i couldn’t handle my mum anymore. Although, I do understand the severity of mental deficiencies, and I love her nonetheless. no regrets. the scars make for good experience. Chin up, Little Monster
my sis and bro: they’re great. they’re beautiful people, aesthetically. real “lookers” my sis is religious. hats off, pretty lady. she helped me tenfold growing up. she’s always there. She sings like a goddess. she’s like an over sized sweet tart. Pisces. my bro’s the coolest mother fucker around. listen, he takes pictures you’d wanna eat. he’s incredibly intelligent, and the most accepting, genuine person i know. he’s a riot. him and his wife have been there for me, more than they’ll ever know(my role models i never had thru my parentals)
I’m a senior. It’s gross, i know. lots of decisions to make. I know what I wanna be though “back to that future reference” An actor. A playwright. An author. And I’d like to be an activist for the LGBT community/ Domestic Violence. I love humanity. I want to be a helping hand, and a piece of art, left for those to interpret. To love, and be loved in return. That’s my next ink phrase. IT’S NOT A FUCKING CLICHE.
I’m currently dating this boy, and i’m a ..registered.. lesbian, ha. How’s it possible? Well, i’ve gone back n forth between Pansexuality, Bi-sexual, and lesbian. Basically, labels can suck my clitoris because they’re absolutely vile. I’m attracted to talent. I have a “thing” for Libra’s. (i’m an aquarius/pisces) so, this male fits the “mold” (i love all shapes and sizes) i don’t know where things will go. sexually am I attracted to him? no. will i be? maybe. maybe i just need a companion? Things are rough nowadays for outside the boxers. People think i’m so queer. Point is, people shouldn’t feel bombarded with having to “know” right away. If fickle judgement, and petty labels weren’t being utilized by the masses, we wouldn’t be stunted in our growth as whatever the fuck we want to be.
I am.
And so are you
“To love, and be loved in return..”
-RPepper
..it’s…..it’s…..IT’S SO GAY. (first time using that slogan with a positive connotation)
LITERALLY. gay. everywhere. Showcasing the, astonishingly, normal life they lead everyday. Yes, not all gay people are exceedingly promiscuous, or famous…
Genuine people having insemination probz, and job probz. Kareer & Kids.
Love knows no gender.
Where have you been all my life?
