lgbtq
The letters LGBTQ are just another way of saying that Love is Love.
Finding Queer Identity Through Weed
I take a deep breath in, and I can feel the sweet smoke go to the back of my throat. I hold on to it like I'm in a desert, and it's quenching my thirst. I exhale. I can breathe, my eyes feel heavy, and suddenly everything melts around me. I can hear background noise like the teacher in Charlie Brown….Womp womp womp womp. I head to my stereo, and give myself permission to turn on King Princess. I listen with a keen ear. I hear her words as they pierce my soul, “I hate it when dudes try to chase me, but I love it when you try to save me, cause I’m just a lady... I’m just a lady.” It repeats to the pulse of my heart beat. I can feel the base pounding from my feet, and suddenly my body starts to move, and I’m dancing like i'm at Woodstock in 1965. I don't know who I am exactly, but in this moment alone, I feel my queerness erupt in me in a way that can only be described as self expression and love. When I close my eyes, I see myself giving myself a hug. As I give this hug to this version of myself, I am a cactus. Like I’m trying to embrace myself in a way that really can't be embraced.
By Charmee Taylor7 years ago in Humans
Torn to Pieces But Got Back Up
I gave them more than I have ever given myself. I gave them my happiness my sadness, my madness, I gave them everything. I thought they were family, I thought they were always going to be there. Little did I know that they had their own plans for my life. They creeped up behind me taking just about everything I loved. Jeopardizing everything I had going on for me, bringing me down in the process. It's so sad that people like them like to do such harm to someone they supposedly call family. I broke my back to keep them afloat, and for what–for them to backstab me. They did not just stab me in the back, they stabbed my heart as well. When they needed something I always held it down. Even when I didn’t have for myself, I made shit happen while they sat there and did nothing. Taking credit for things they never did in their life, got everything handed to them.
By Angie Ramos7 years ago in Humans
3 Things About the LGBTQ+ Community Everyone Needs to Know
It has wildly been accepted that the LGBTQ+ community is a safe haven for those unique and different who don’t necessarily belong to the mundane categories of "normal" and "acceptable" within society. While very true, it does have its flaws; common in most groups, communities and societies differences can divide rather than combine and unfortunately the LGBTQ+ community isn’t exempt. Here are three things about the LGBTQ+ community everyone needs to know:
By Izzy Kendall7 years ago in Humans
Falling for a Straight Guy (Pt. 3)
Junior year was only the start of a new suffering. The effects of suffering were still finding their way. Many people don't think mental health issues can compare to physical health. They can effect the body in different ways that just aren't fair. Whether we're hurting in our heads or the rest of our bodies, we can all agree that the pain is real.
By Keisen Sky7 years ago in Humans
Fuck You! From the Universe
Every day, my emotions own me. There is not a day when I am allowed to control them. Many people have told me that I don't make an effort, that I want to be miserable. What they don't realize is that people like me make great efforts and try as hard as we can. Unfortunately, I am part of the fraction of that group of people that doesn't succeed. I can't stop my emotions from running rapid, nor keep them from colliding into each other. My emotions don't only change with the environment. They can change anytime without a specific reason. I can't control them, but I can hide them for a while. It takes a lot of brain power for me to keep them hidden. However, it is still my mind, which means these emotions can become dangerous, to myself mostly.
By Keisen Sky7 years ago in Humans
Average Boy, Looking
Jacob was your average sort of guy. Or at least that's what he told people, and the people believed him. Sitting in a coffee shop on a Wednesday afternoon in March, he realised for the first time that perhaps he was not what you might call, average.
By George Boundy7 years ago in Humans
How Do I Know?
Subtlety is not something that I am familiar with. In every area of my life, bluntness is the name of the game. No one has time for the silly games of "well, maybe, kind of..." etc. Yet twice in the last few months, I have learned the hard way that there were two guys interested in me and had been very subtle about trying to tell me.
By Edward Anderson7 years ago in Humans
