One Giant Satire
I wouldn’t necessarily mind people not knowing I’m gay, but I don’t like being thought of as straight — in the same way that I don’t mind people not knowing I’m a writer, but it would be awkward if they assumed I was an extreme skateboarder, because that’s so far removed from the reality of my life. But there is no blank slate where orientation is concerned; we are straight until proven otherwise. And if you’ve never seen how dramatically a conversation can be derailed by a casual admission of homosexuality, let me tell you, it gets awkward.
- My Life as an Invisible Queer - Cosmopolitan (via feministlibrarian)



if you put an e on the end of clitoris it’s like an obscure yet pretty name




Don’t || Ed Sheeran


me at a straight boy’s house 


emotionally horny 

  • Mom: Why are you obsessed with old men?
  • Me: Mom, he's not old, he's only like 40.


If there’s one thing I believe in, it’s the power of love.

At one point or another, everyone experiences love. Whether it be gut wrenching or heart warming, painful or pleasurable, overwhelming or excruciating love, it happens. Love can hurt, heal, kill, and even make you feel reborn. No one loves the same way and no one can tell you how to love, who to love, when to love, or what to love. Love can mean different things for different people. Some people show their love with exuberance and some people keep their love a secret. Some people have known what they love for years, some still have no idea yet. And that’s okay, it’ll happen.

Love is love, no matter the situation.

I truly believe that if you don’t have love in at least one aspect of your life, you can’t grow as a person. Not only to have and be able to give love to something or someone in your life, but to know how to accept love. This is coming from someone who has struggled (and is stilling struggling) with this for a very long time, especially throughout these last 4 years of college. I’m not the most affectionate person in the world, but that doesn’t mean I don’t still care about things, or that my passions are lesser than anyone else’s. And I think a lot of us just need to remember that. Love isn’t just about throwing your emotions out there for everyone to experience. It’s personal, and how you choose to express it is up to you. But figuring out how to give and receive love is how you become a better person.

And the world needs more of those kinds of people.