I don’t usually like posting things that are too “emo” but I haven’t really done much of anything lately and I actually DID this, so I’m sharing. It’s ink on paper, which I am not that great at working with yet but I like some of the stuff here. Enjoy.
Despite (or perhaps because of) the sad subject matter, this is a beautiful depiction of depression. I’m glad you made it, just sorry that you’re experiencing it. I hope you keep creating. <3 All my love.
In case you haven’t heard, the entirety of Lesbians 101 has been meticulously revised by K to be even more accessible to the GSM community, including those who are genderqueer, intersex, trans*, polyamorous, so that the information can represent a wider spectrum of the lesbian community!
Apart from this photoset, you can always find the info-comic on its standalone site, which now features an even more informative About Page for any of those lingering questions. And while you’re at it, you might also appreciate the far more bulked-up About Pages of both FindChaos and ChaosLife, too!
I guess what I’m saying is, K's been a busy little bee!
I’ve also been formatting everything for print (!!!) and putting the finishing touches on the text pages. It’s going to be a beautiful Lesbian baby-book soon!
I’ve seen so many girls do this recently, it’s like a craze! Hey, guess what — not having the same rights as opposite-sex couples, dealing with day-to-day slurs, and not being taken seriously because “silly girls” use the term “wife” or “totes married to x” to mean a best friend or a roommate is pretty shitty! And even if you don’t believe in the institution of marriage — which is fine — it’s still a pretty big deal to me, that in the country I live in, my spouse could be denied seeing me in the hospital. So why not just respect those that wish to have marriage (with or without the religious connotations) as a fundamental right that opposite-sex couples already get to have? Why don’t we choose some different words the next time we feel like remarking that our female-bodied friend is super-duper cool? And yes, this applies to queer/bisexual/poly/lesbian ladies, too — if you’re not actually married, just, y’know, don’t use those terms like they’re frivolous. Because to some of us, they mean a lot of struggling, a lot of heartache and a lot of bigoted speech/homophobia being thrown our way. You get to use the terms for “fun” on a whim — I get to use them to fight oppression on a daily basis.There’s a difference. Please try to respect that.
A few days before my sophomore year at school, my friends moved my stuff into my apartment for me. We had all grouped together and paid for a storage apartment, some of the people who went in with us were just friends of friends, but they were nice enough to move my things in for me, since I wasn’t coming in until the day after.
One of my boxes apparently burst open while one of the friends of friends brought it into my room. It happened to be the box that contained my dvd’s, most of which were lesbian movies I had bought in a rebellious fit (NO PARENTS TO SEE MY BUT I’M A CHEERLEADER AND VARIOUS OTHER MOVIES COLLECTION AWWWW YUS) and my vibrator, which I had bought because I fucking could and I had my own room so awww yus as well. Welp, turns out the guy who stumbled across all of this is one of THE most religious bible believing christians at the school. Funny thing is, he just noticed the Xena dvd’s and had no idea what the vibrator was. He looked at me real cross-ways for the box set, though. Good times/awkward times.
The look on his face says it all: “XENA? Heathen scum! All those other Gods… …and hot Ares… doing awkwardly hot Ares things…”
Our Rabbit vibrator has a happy face, too. Good thing it’s usually where I can’t see it! Creeps me ooout…