straight women who casually use the word “girlfriend” to refer to their platonic lady friends, i have nothing against you, but you make the world really confusing,
I love this because it means that just a little, heteronormativity has decreased
Promotional posters for The Hunger Games: Mockingjay. For more information, including bios (!) of the people supposedly featured, go here. (I know these are already all over tumblr but for my own enjoyment I wanted to see them all in one photoset.)
_ Am I dreaming?
_ Ha..no.. why?
_ ’ sure feels like it.
_ You’re gorgeous.
_ You’re going to hurt yourself on these rocks
"you’re only watching that show because it has a gay character in it"
ah yes, i better avoid watching any shows with gay characters in it so i don’t uphold stereotypes of people wanting to see people like them represented in media, what a terrible and harmful thing to do
well if your people had deigned to occasionally include my people in your media when I was growing up, then I wouldn’t be desperately clinging to every scrap I can get
Slightly Cursed Merchandise.
Watercolor paintings by Jessica Buhman
Birds, deer, people, splashes of color, and fun
they all look like muppets
my people were slaughtered so you could wear an imitation medicine pouch and dream catcher earrings. i hope that makes you feel terrible
Back in the day, white people had the power to take away our culture, and now they have the power to wear it however they see fit. These are our images, our cultural symbols, yet we are completely powerless to have control over them.
So there’s a play about REAL LIFE HISTORICAL LESBIANS running in San Francisco right now and it is FREE. I went to see it and was one of, like, five people under 40 (or maybe even 50) in the room. Which was awesome, because I grew up without any queer adults in my life and I loved seeing white-haired lesbian couples and imagining myself being them in forty years.
I want to do a longer write-up, but right now — well, I was going to say I just wanted to put the word out that there is a FREE AWESOME LESBIAN PLAY and everyone should go see it if they can. But then I looked it up and saw that all the tickets are gone, already reserved.
Anyway, Eleanor Roosevelt wrote a shit ton of beautiful queer love letters, and they were turned into a play, and I cried.