lgbtq
The letters LGBTQ are just another way of saying that Love is Love.
Grievances of Grindr
Grindr is one of the most laughable, most used, most questionable and, most importantly, one of the most iconic keystones of gay culture in the west. The app is centered around making contact and communication more accessible to users that happen to be in a similar geographic area. In common terms, if you're a fine young lad looking to chat or find some form of companionship, Grindr is one of the best tools to help you link up with someone with just the same interests. However since the app's popularization has soared in recent years, it has been judged to be a cesspool of STDs, superficiality, and a threat to privacy among many other fragrant claims.
By Sean Catino8 years ago in Humans
Some Things Are Better Off Without Knowing...
I had my first real crush in the ninth grade. His name was Alex. I first saw Alex in the spring semester in the English wing, a short glance made me have the biggest crush ever. We didn't speak all that year, and I honestly didn't think we would. I guess destiny wanted for us to meet, and we had a class together in the tenth grade. I tried my very best to impress him. I would get the answers to the tests and give them to him, he would pass and I wouldn't. But I didn't care. Before the Christmas break, I took a bag full of lollipops to give out to the entire class, only for me to be able to approach him. I would ride the bus every day. One day, all of a sudden, I see Alex riding my bus. He was alone, so I decided to sit in the seat behind him. We started talking, he got off at the first stop, but I was so happy after that day. And my friends, who were all watching from the back of the bus, knew this. On one of the rides, Alex started asking for a friend of mine named Celeste. That's when I realized he liked girls. I started feeling down but he was so cute and my first crush since the seventh grade, which made it really difficult for me to move on easily. He was a nice person overall. I remember sitting in a desk near the end of the middle row when Alex enters the room, walks towards me to greet me, then walks to the end of the room to take his sit. The stupid me thought it was a mixed signal, now realizing he was just being polite. Anyway, I didn't tell him my feelings all that school year.
By Anonymous Guy8 years ago in Humans
What Lesbianism Means to Me
I’m a lesbian. I’m 21 and I can say that with a fact I am gay. At 14 I learned what the words "gay" and "lesbian" meant. I guess I was just really naive as a child. At 15 I got my first girlfriend and told my family (before my friends). But for a long time I struggled with how to express myself. I didn’t know of any other lesbians and the one girl I did know I was dating. I had all these preconceived ideas that I had to be ‘butch’ and dress masculine to be a ‘real lesbian’. So that’s what I did.
By Emily Hutchinson8 years ago in Humans
The Time I Cried
Okay, before I start I would like to introduce myself. My name is Jordan and I am 18 years old. I live in England with my parents, oh and I'm gay. I realised I was gay around the age of 12 but remained closeted for the next five years. What I am about to tell you happened when I was 12, roughly three weeks after I had figured out who I was.
By Jordan Athey8 years ago in Humans
How I Found Out I Was Asexual
I always thought that sex was weird. Watching movies growing up, I thought it was unnecessary. I thought, “How could anyone want this. Why is this a thing that should be included in movies.” It was a weird sight. It felt like I was watching a super intimate part of these character’s lives. That I shouldn't be watching this. The concept of sex didn’t click as this thing that people do all the time, and that they enjoy. I always avoided looking at these things in movies. They were in so many different movies, that it was crazy. It seemed so weird and unnatural to me.
By DeAnna Romero8 years ago in Humans
Outlaws of Love
Roughly every year, 34,000 people commit suicide. On average, there are 121 suicides every day. Would you believe me if I told you that 33 percent of those that commit or attempt suicide are LGBT? That means, that right now, there is someone taking their own life. Someone's mother or father, someone's aunt or uncle, somebody's son or daughter, somebody's brother or sister, is ending their own life, right now. So we search for answers to try and "cure" suicide. Try to find something to blame for suicide. We blame the music, or technology, or the media when the real fault lies right within ourselves.
By inactive account8 years ago in Humans











