I Want It. How Do I Get One

HEYYYY guess what!!

today (may 17, 2019) is the fifteenth wedding anniversary of the first samesex couple to be legally married in the united states!!!!

a very happy anniversary to marcia kadish and tanya mccloskey❤️🏳️‍🌈

I forgot about tumblr for a while

NEW UPDATE: first crush stopped attractive because he hangs out with this one kid is honestly the worst and it rubs off on him. new crush speaks french tho so that’s neat

I just realized it’s been a while, here’s an update on my existence:

- i’m a girl, and i’m not out as one - school’s back, so that’s a thing - made two friends - one is a lesbian with a self-proclaimed resemblance to the dwarves of d&d - the other has anxiety and is a boi - only problem is, he wasn’t born a boi and has religious parents - he’s the only person i’m out to as a girl atm - also my crush, a cis football boi, is an idiot but somehow that makes him cuter I DONT KNOW EITHER

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH EVERYBODY! 🏳️‍🌈❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🏳️‍🌈

I’m gonna reformat my story.

Fun Fact: if someone is in the closet, hearing homophobic things makes them die inside a little

I’M NOT ALONE

Question.

Is it just me or does every lgbt+ person do that eye contact thing?

Ya know

You catch their eye and the whole time your brain is thinking

“Shes defiently a lesbian. Is she? Maybe. I should just make eye- oh shes looking at me. Just nod and smile. Maybe she’ll know I’m also lesbian”

That eye contact thing

Because I do it alot

*clap clap clap clap*

no one told you life was gonna be this

gay,,

One fell, and the other rose. They were both going to be in the same place. The angel saw a plane fly past, and the demon felt herself fly out of a lake. They both hit the ground at the same time. The angel stood, and the demon landed on her feet. —————————————

I had an idea for a story, here’s the rough draft

The angel fell. She stared up at Heaven and wept. She wept, and saw her tears streaming out above her. She reached out a hand toward the sky, but there was nothing she could do. All the angel could do was stare and weep. She felt something then. She felt the feathers being stripped from her wings. But she did not cry out. She felt her halo shatter into a hundred thousand pieces she felt those pieces sting her eyes and her back and her legs and her everything. But still, she did not cry out. She whispered something. She whispered “Why? What have I done that is so wrong that I have been cast out of Heaven?” The angel felt her wings begin to change and become leathery. She said no. She felt horns begin to push out from her skull and she said no. The angel felt something fade away from the hundred thousand pieces of her halo. It was replaced with something new and gray. She felt her wings break, and she did cry out, for she did not know what it meant. The angel’s wings healed into something new and gray. She felt the feathers grow back, new and gray, just like the rest of her. The angel felt the pieces of her halo pull themselves out of wherever they were and form anew. She no longer wept, for she had changed. She was stronger now. She smiled. The demon rose. She stared down at Hell and raged. She raged, and saw her tears streaming down into the abyss. She scrabbled for something to pull her toward the depths, but there was nothing she could do. All the demon could do was stare and rage. She felt something then. She felt the skin being stripped from her wings. But she did not cry out. She felt her horns shatter into a hundred thousand pieces she felt those pieces sting her eyes and her back and her legs and her everything. But still, she did not cry out. She screamed something. She screamed “Why? What have I done that is so wrong that not even Hell itself will have me?” The demon felt her wings begin to tear from her back. She said no. She felt her red eyes begin to fade into blindness and she said no. The demon felt something fade away from the hundred thousand pieces of her horns. It was replaced with something new and gray. She felt her wings snap at the joints, and she did cry out, for she did not know what it meant. The demon’s wings healed into something new and gray. She felt feathers grow, new and gray, just like the rest of her. The demon felt the pieces of her horns pull themselves out of wherever they were and form anew. She no longer wept, for she had changed. She was stronger now. She smiled.

stop giving this so much attention this was low effort

elect this man right freakin now