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i am all that is profane and beautiful in this world. i made myself like this.
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yknow what fuck this app’s treatment of trans women! i love you clockable trans women i love you trans women with deep voices i love you trans women with stubble i love you trans women with broad shoulder and muscles. you’re not lesser women you don’t have to reach the high standard of femininity to be celebrated.
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Octavio Paz, from "While I Write", The Collected Poems, 1957-1987
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I was so angry
My sexuality locked in the closed my whole life
The word lesbian and gay were so taboo
I heard the words my parents said about my sister
Heart broken unnatural disgusting
I did not want to break their hearts or fill them with disgust
So instead I broke my own heart
Over and over I pretend I was someone I was not
So angry with myself that it leaked into my every day conversation
bitter
Bitter is a word I would use to describe the person I had become
Still locked in the closet unknowing when I would be free
Suddenly there were Brown eyes locking with mine a smile that literally knocked the air out of my lungs
The way she smelt every time she walked past me so intoxicating
She made my heart dance
There were other girls before but none that made such an impression
She told me I was beautiful
She would stare at me from across the building until I felt she was looking through me
Those brown eyes and that laugh
God so many times you told me I was beautiful
You starting telling me you were going to take me on a date
A date
But god the way she looked at me
You started touching my arm when you would talk to me .
Putting your hand in the small of me back and god you would tell me i am beautiful and made me feel it
So many times you told me you were gonna make me your wife and I would fall in love with you
But god I was there
God when you poured me a drink and flirted with me all night I wanted you to take me on that date to pull me out of the closet I had been hiding in in fear of being disgusting and unnatural
But you touched my bare stomach and things and went to kiss me and I wanted to kiss you with everything I was and I froze
Your brown eyes darkened and you just held me
We went out as friends and I spent hours getting dressed up for you and when our other company left
I looked at you and you leaned in and I kissed you
And you pulled me out of the closet I had been so accustomed to hiding in and you kissed me
The kind of kiss people only experience through songs and movies the kind of kiss people dream about
God I already knew I love you from the first time you told me I was beautiful
When I saw your brown eyes from across the store and your smile
Of god I was drunk in love with you
You kissed me
And all my bitterness melted away
Thank you for making me your wife
Holly Speight 6/2018 (Happy pride y’all)
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“3am conversations that turn into 10am chats over coffee at the kitchen table; I want to take you home to learn everything about you.”
— Handwritten for Her
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HAPPY CHOI SEUNGCHEOL DAY ♡ #영원한_대장토끼_승철아_생일축하해 #OurCherrySCOUPSday
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“I dreamed I loved her. I knew I hated her. I knew I wanted to kill her. But sometimes I would wake, in the night, not knowing.”
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Sarah Waters, Fingersmith
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“Do you know how careful my love will make me? See here, look at my hands. Say there’s a cobweb spun between them. It’s my ambition. And at its centre there’s a spider, of the colour of a jewel. The spider is you. This is how I shall bear you—so gently, so carefully and without jar, you shall not know you are being taken.”
Fingersmith - Sarah Waters
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But tonight, all things are out of their order, all my patterns have been disturbed. My liberty beckons: gaugeless, fearful, inevitable as death.
Fingersmith (by Sarah Waters)
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“When her breath came now upon my mouth, it came very cold. My mouth was wet, from hers. I said, in a whisper, “Do you feel it?””
— Sarah Waters, Fingersmith
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“I thought I longed for her, before. Now I begin to feel a longing so great, so sharp, I fear it will never be assuaged. I think it will mount, and mount, and make me mad, or kill me.”
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Sarah Waters, Fingersmith
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“I barely knew I had a skin until I met you.”
— Sarah Waters, The Paying Guests
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“Lesbian historians might agonize over whether women in the past had sex with each other, but if I want my lesbians in the 1860s to have sex, then they just do.”
— Sarah Waters, in ed. by Kaye Mitchell, Contemporary Critical Perspectives: Sarah Waters
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