If only there were clear lines! But, of course, there aren’t.
In one of my workshops, I have people fill out an anonymous one-page questionnaire. People are asked, among other things, to place themselves on a sexuality continuum from zero to six according to their overall score, and according to their behavior, fantasies, sexual and romantic attractions during different time periods—in the past month, before age 16, and overall. They are also asked what word or words they use to describe their sexual orientation. Once completed, the questionnaires are collected, shuffled, and redistributed, so that everyone in the room is now representing someone else in the room.
We then look at the data. It becomes clear that many people’s location on the scale varies depending on what period of time, and on whether you are referring to their behavior, their fantasies, etc.
Another consistent finding is that the terms “straight” or “heterosexual” are used by people standing not only on zero, but on zero, one, and two. The term “bisexual” is used by folks not only on three, but also on two and four—and sometimes also on one and five. The words “lesbian,” “gay,” and “homosexual” are used by folks not only on six, but also on four and five. There’s an overlap between categories, so someone standing on four, for instance, might identify as lesbian or gay, or as bisexual.
In no way am I saying that there are not people on the ends of the scale—there are indeed many. Rather, the categories of heterosexual, homosexual, and bisexual are broad, and encompass a wide range of experience.
"- Robyn Ochs answers “Where does heterosexuality become bisexuality, and where does bisexuality become homosexuality?” - Bisexuality and the Space Between Binary Categories- Lavender Magazine
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For those of you who criticize Janelle’s signature monochromatic look.
From her speech on “Black Girls Rock”:
“When I started my music career, I was a maid. I used to clean houses. My mother was a proud janitor. My stepfather, who raised me like his very own, worked at the post office and my father was a trashman. They all wore uniforms and that’s why I stand here today, in my black and white, and I wear my uniform to honor them.
This is a reminder that I have work to do. I have people to uplift. I have people to inspire. And today, I wear my uniform proudly as a Cover Girl. I want to be clear, young girls, I didn’t have to change who I was to become a Cover Girl. I didn’t have to become perfect because I’ve learned throughout my journey that perfection is the enemy of greatness.
Embrace what makes you unique, even if it makes others uncomfortable.” - Janelle Monáe
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“river song” aka the plot line that could have had it all only moffat somehow managed to fuck up his own story
#like………….. i dont care anymore but i used too care so much #i wish i could care because dr who was something i loved so much but now i just want to #idk stab it #like stab it with the utmost apathy
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When Strangers Click, a 2011 documentary about online dating.
It reminds me of that famous Margaret Atwood quote: “Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.” It also reminds me of something written by one of the mods of Sex Worker Problems: “Misandry irritates. Misogyny kills.”
I mean, it’s just true.
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“Misandry irritates. Misogyny kills.”
That’s it. That’s it right there.
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i wish i was a mermaid so i could have a nice shiny tail and a pretty seashell bra and a beautiful voice that i could use to entice cute boys and make them crash their ships and drown at sea so human women could rise as the dominate gender of the land
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• I'M NOT FAMILIAR WITH THIS PRACTICE • the one schooling us about lesbian sex • yes • good • video • lgbtq
my life goal is to watch everything ever that has lesbians in it.
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isn’t it funny that lesbians are presumed to hate men, have turned away from men, or never experienced the ~prowess~ of a man
we’re talking about a preference that actively centers around women and they still try to make it fundamentally about men
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i love it when guys see women holding hands or kissing or something and yell LESBIANS
like wow thanks i didn’t know that i was just waiting for you to come into my life and clarify my identity for me
you have my sincere gratitude for pointing out that face because i never would have noticed it on my own
oh beyonce i think i love you more and more each day
why more people dont pick you as their feminist icon i’ll never know
I’m crying. This is my life in a gifset.
There is a sea of female celebrities who slut-shame, say shit like “I’m not like other girls” and “all my friends are guys,” and then there is Beyonce.
casually reblogging this again because I had such an awesome night last night with my girlfriends, at two separate parties and an impromptu slumber party. Spending time with the woman in my life who care about me and understand me is the absolute best way to feel good about myself. I just love my girlfriends.
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With songs like Run the World, Independent Women and Survivor, how was there ever a doubt?
(Source: beyonceistheanswer, via lostgrrrls)
After the events of the Percabeth blanket fort, everybody else decided to join the party.
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Hello old friend, and here we are. You and me, on the last page. By the time you read these words, Rory and I will be long gone. So know that we lived well, and we’re very happy. And above all else, know that we will love you, always. Sometimes I do worry about you, though. I think, once we’re gone, you won’t be coming back here for a while, and you might be alone, which you should never be. Don’t be alone, Doctor. And do one more thing for me. There’s a little girl waiting in a garden. She’s going to wait a long while, so she’s going to need a lot of hope. Go to her. Tell her a story. Tell her that if she’s patient, the days are coming that she’ll never forget. Tell her she’ll go to sea and fight pirates. She’ll fall in love with a man who’ll wait two thousand years to keep her safe. Tell her she’ll give hope to the greatest painter who ever lived, and save a whale in outer space. Tell her, this is the story of Amelia Pond. And this is how it ends.
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