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i'm tianna, a 19 year old queer feminist atheist vegan sophomore at goucher college.
i'm in love with harry potter, mumford and sons, wizard rock, drarry, wolfstar, kristen stewart, lord of the rings, tegan and sara, the l word, les miserables, cats, goodwill, and my girlfriend katie.
• Ask me anythinghere, at the end of all things.
i am an ocean
i am an ocean
twisting and turning,
you would groan under the weight
of my mind that remembers
you said french style green beans are a sin
you said it was a pleasure
to talk to me for 6 hours
to tickle me at a concert
when you knew i’d shriek
just as lauren was about to sing
that was the first time we let our guard down
when i leaned over and kissed your sloppy lips
in my bedroom with beautiful women hugging the walls
i brushed back your hair and thought,
baby, you’re beautiful
in all your femininity
and i didn’t even think i could’ve wanted something else
that i was wrong
maybe we were the sin, not me, not by myself
cause how can one atheist defy any god
you were not meant for me
you probably don’t remember my green bean preference.
i am an ocean,
salty tears lapping up the gasoline
of your temp job at the pumps.
Why Do Femmes Like Butches?
Because I hear this question so often, I decided to make a video about it. Enjoy!
somehow wound up in the heterosexuality tag
laughed my ass off for 2 minutes and bounced right outta there
i now have a ~kewl jacket with the help of the mama and girlf ;) so excited!
i’m actually trying to think of good ally friends that i have
can’t think of any
i am actually in a rage
let me say something about literary criticism and analysis
if people say they see homoerotic subtext in a text,
YOU LOOK LIKE A GIANT FUCKING HOMOPHOBE WHEN YOU SIT THERE AND DEMAND THAT IT DOESN’T EXIST IN THE TEXT OK?!
if someone saw religious subtext in a text, you wouldn’t laugh at them. if someone analyzed a character as disabled, as in hetero love with a ~forbidden character~, as suicidal, etc WHATEVER
you wouldn’t laugh at them or immediately prove them wrong
would you??? i don’t even know if this is a thing ppl do but not at my school
this dude actually said “we can’t know if a character is gay unless we ask the author” WAIT WHAT
do you have to ask the author if a character was straight?? do you have to ask them if they had blonde hair?? no you consult the text
basically my main fury is this
if you say you have to ask the author to confirm your symbolism or analysis then why are you an english major???
i really don’t like when people beg a celebrity to come out (as if they’re listening anyway, lol). this obviously applies to non celebs too, but like.. let’s take kristen stewart for example because i am in love with her ok
it’s fine to think she and [insert one of kristen’s woman costars here] would be cute together and it’s fine to be like “oh i wish her and rob weren’t dating” but like you must realize that she hasn’t come out as any type of queer identity so like
i just find it disrespectful to demand that someone comes out like why
if kristen is really any type of queer she is probably turned off from admitting anything how do you not see that
especially if you only want her to say she’s gay bc you ship her with another real-life person
just
no
it’s okay to wish/think she or other celebrities were/are queer (i do it all the time. i’m just as much of a gaystew lover as the rest of y’all) but unless they actually come out
then
STAAAAAHHHHHHHPPPPP saying they are or that they can’t be in real relationships til then just stop
Prism - Andrea Gibson
I know the exact look on her face, the first night she used my toothbrush. The next day, I brushed my teeth like thirtysome times, ‘cause I didn’t want to let her go. You have to understand when it hurt to love her, it hurt the way the light hurts your eyes in the middle of the night, but I had to see, even through the ruin, if what we were burying were seeds. There were so many plants in our house, you could rake the leaves even through that winter when I was trying to make angels in the snow of her cold shoulder. She was still leaving love notes in my suitcase; I’d always find them.
The day before I left, I remembered a story her mother told me. She said, Andrea, when Heather was a little girl, she couldn’t fall asleep without tying a string to her finger all night long, she’d give that string the tiniest tug to make sure I was still there. And I’d tug back. That was love. That was love. As easy as that. Sometimes. Sometimes.
for the longest time all i’ve wanted is to master tegan and sara’s hell hairstyle
seriously it is just amazing halp i’m dyin
