Dear Dashiell vol. 3: You Are Mine & I Am Yours

twomamahomestead:

[one in a series of love letters to my young son]

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On this, our family’s very first Mothers’ Day, I want to let you in on a little secret. You already know that you come from your mama. She built your body with her body, & she labored you into this world. But you and me, kid, our souls are made up of the very same thing: stardust.

There are people in this world who will insist we aren’t family. Without shared DNA, they just can’t see it. But their small mindedness doesn’t invalidate us, it exposes them. When we hear these objections, we will just smile sadly knowing their mind & heart aren’t evolved enough to recognize our cosmic connection.

You are my son. I am your mama. The universe made sure we found each other.

your-lesbian-friend:

bisexualwookie:

itsborderlinebitch:

angelwaverly:

i get slightly gayer every time a girl takes her hair out of a ponytail and runs her hands through it

i get gayer when girls put their hair up

i get gayer when girls

i get gayer

friendlyrejection:

god i wish lesbians in mainstream media werent so sexualized. like… wheres my dorky highschool gfs… wheres my uptight office lesbian and sloppy sweatpants lesbian who shows office lesbian the joys of eating raw cookie dough at 4am… wheres my rich and famous lesbian who falls in love with shy bookish lesbian… wheres my waitress gfs who work at competing restaurants… wheres my mutual pinning neighbor lesbians who barge into each-others’ houses uninvited… like not every sapphic couple is two Sexy Women With A Forbidden Passion… give me my fun and sweet sitcom lesbians

Say baby, stop messing with those boys, get you a lady
Kehlani, First Position (via real-lesbian-thoughts)

real-lesbian-thoughts:

When you open Tumblr and everything is gay af and it makes you all happy and warm on the inside

To young lesbians

lesmiserablesbians:

You don’t have to “verify” or “test” your lesbianism by being with a man “just in case”. In that young lesbian self-doubt stage that some of us have, you don’t need to double-check yourself by “trying out” being with a man. 

Too many times have I heard older lesbians lament the fact that they slept with men as a form of self-hate and self-harm, or to try to convert themselves to be straight. My heart breaks for them

Too many times have men said to me “just try it” or “but how do you know you’re a lesbian if you’ve never been with a man?” or “there’s no harm in experimenting!”

Don’t worry, young lesbians, you never have to be with a man. There are lesbians who have lived their whole lives without being with a man. You know you’re a lesbian by the fact that you’re solely attracted to women. That’s it.