Why do we have gay straight alliances and not 100% queer only spaces for queer youth…………? Why must the straights be included…………………………….?
because GSAs allow closeted LGBTQ youth to join without outing themselves
also because it is possible for gay and straight people to be friends??? that is sort of the whole point of GSAs? for gay and straight people to be friends? for straight people to come to know gay people and like them and learn how to effectively stick up for them??? wow it’s almost like inclusion and acceptance benefits everybody look at that
When I was in high school, I knew I was some sort of queer since I liked girls and guys, but I wasnt really sure what to identify as. So I wanted to join the GSA to maybe find some people like me and idk explore. When my dad found out, he got really angry and asked if I was gay. I told him I wasn’t and that I was the “straight” in GSA, and I just wanted equality for everyone and to have everyone feel included. He still got mad when I said I was going to a GSA meeting or something, but it saved me from a bad situation with my family
Also it’s important to remember that a lot of people, of any sexuality, may well not really be sure what their sexuality is, maybe for a long time, so it’s good practice to say “hey it’s cool, you can hang out with us even if you haven’t decided yet, and if you realise that you are actually just interested in opposite-sex then that’s okay, you don’t have to stop hanging out with us!”
Not to mention that constantly grouping ourselves away from straight people doesn’t help normalise our existance as just a thing that happens and is not a big deal. It also leads to the prejudice against bi and pansexuals within the gay community, especially bi and pan people who get into relationships with those of the opposite sex and/or gender.
I’m all for designated safe spaces for discussion of specific issues, but being GSM shouldn’t be a special secret “no straighties allowed” den all the time.
ok so there’s a garden centre across from my house and you need to go under a bridge to get to it, and today, on my way back (after having bought several packs of seeds, a bag of compost and a trowel) there was this creep under the bridge, and he shouted “nice arse” and came right up behind me and without even thinking i whacked the fucker with the newly bought trowel. moral of the story is dont fuck with gardeners
a 5'3" girl smacking a huge ass creep with gardening equipment and sprinting away with a freaking 70 litre compost bag over her shoulder deserves more than 18 notes guys
when i saw all time low in 2013 this kid threw his ipod on stage and rian picked it up and it was opened to notes and it said “can i sing dear maria with you?” and the band were pretty much like “yeah get up here” and then it turned into “WHO CAN PLAY DEAR MARIA ON DRUMS/BASS/GUITAR” and they found people who could and straight up handed them their instruments and let these four kids from the audience play dear maria on stage and it’s one of the coolest things i have ever seen
Things just transpired in my house hold that are equal parts offensive and hilarious… Here goes.
So my roommate, Dale, has a gf who does not live with us, but she’s here all the time. So Sunday when my gf was her we were on the couch and we kissed (scandalous, I know) and she saw it, and I’m pretty sure that’s the first time she’s seen us be affectionate, that’s neither here nor there.
So today she tells Dale she’s “uncomfortable” here and wants him to move out because she thinks me and my lady are going to hit on her or something, she doesn’t like living with lesbians, cause it’s not “normal”, so now I’m pissed. Then, Dale goes, “well you don’t live here, so it shouldn’t be a problem, just stop coming over”…things escalated and Dale is trying to break up with her, but she won’t leave our house….she locked herself in Dales room.
So, Dale barges in my room wearing a bathrobe and goes, “call every lesbian you know, we’re smoking this bitch out!” Then turns around and whips his robe like a cape…
And that’s the story of how there are 8 lesbians climbing through the window of Dales room…
Holy shit.
this was so fun to read out loud to my lesbifriend XD
Okay! My friend accused me of being a mother duck (and that I spend way too much time at the school theater) Like an idiot I told her to prove it. She had me empty my bag and i was made to promise to show tumblr.
We got school books and such. This is normal. Cool.
Headphones, phone charger, and portable phone charger. You know what? I am electronically prepared.
Emergency stuff. This is normal. These are normal things…
Well… I have an excessive amount of fidget/stim toys. Things to do… I use them when I need them and give them to any friends that are anxious or bothering me.
Sometimes people have food. I have food. Granted I’m usually feeding others my food. That is not helping my point, but food is normal for a backpack! Sorta…
OKAY. I’M NOT HAVING ANY OF MY FRIENDS GET PREGNANT OR GET SOMEONE PREGNANT OR NOT PRACTICE SAFE SEX. I’M IN HIGHSCHOOL. THIS HAPPENS.
And then… Okay, deodorant, toothbrush, toothpaste, band-aids, antibiotic ointment, chapstick, Excedrin, pads.(My First said kit is MIA) I am a male and I only carry the pads for my female friends who may need them… and most of the other stuff for others….
Am I really a mother duck?
Yes. Yes, I am.
Whatever you want to call it you’re a great human being
Sometimes people use “respect” to mean “treating someone like a person” and sometimes they use “respect” to mean “treating someone like an authority”
and sometimes people who are used to being treated like an authority say “if you won’t respect me I won’t respect you” and they mean “if you won’t treat me like an authority I won’t treat you like a person”
and they think they’re being fair but they aren’t, and it’s not okay.
Natasha Romanoff was twisted, abused, undone, and lived a very brutal, very savage life. She was a monster.
She looked at that, she looked at what she was.
And it turned her into a person who makes dumb jokes about Steve being a fossil. Someone who is constantly trying to get her 90 year old friend a date. Someone who tirelessly works to make up for every debt she owes. Someone who always tells people that it’s not their fault when bad things happen. Someone who actively puts herself in harm’s way armed with nothing but a jumpsuit and a gun in order to protect innocent people while giant green rage monsters and demigods and super-soldiers surround her.
all my sisters and their kids are out of town and me and my brother are home and my dad did a fucking easter egg hunt for us we’re 21 and 23 this is so ridiculous he was like “I was feeling really nostalgic this morning and when you guys were little I would make it a little harder each year so expect this to be a pretty difficult hunt” and I just found an egg inside of a shampoo bottle in the shower
the true american experience is wondering if you just heard firecrackers or gunshots
PLEASE TELL ME THIS IS A JOKE
bonus points: both are illegal in your state and you still cannot tell
Bonus points: one is illegal in your state and it is not the gun
what the fuck is going on down there are you guys okay
Yes exactly, all of this, still true. Fireworks have always been the more illegal one in the states I’ve lived in, and I honestly cannot tell and get worried when I hear the noises. I know I’ve reblogged before… but I will reblog every time this comes across my dash.
