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Let’s say 10 years from now, I’d do a...

Mar 31st

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At the end of the night, it’s not the person you’re in love with (in my mind, this rarely exists.), it’s the idea of love. The mass that you fall asleep to and wake up to in the next. It’s the warmth, the presence, the touch. Tell me that I am not a hopeless case, that regardless of how bitter you are, how content you may feel, that we are all going through this. So that...

Mar 27th

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Mar 25th

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Fuck Yeah FTMs of Color: Transitioning and being... →

fuckyeahftmsofcolor: Submitted by Ming: This is my response after watching a video (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VaMc0_hzDrs&feature=related) made by a very handsome as well as charismatic man, who filmed his physical transition from closer-to-female to closer-to-male. Looking at his fresh haircut and…

Mar 24th

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the legendary patrick kelly.

thegang: While searching for an apartment in Oakland a couple of weeks ago ( a tiresome search which included viewing 30 places in 4 days), we stumbled upon an apartment that was…how can i say this…pretty shitty. beaten up carpet, old fixtures, dusty - you get the idea. As the realtor asked us if the place met our needs, we politely said ‘no’ and she escorted us out. Before i walked out...

Mar 24th

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“Without homosexuals, there would be no Hollywood, no theatre, no Arts.”

– Elizabeth Taylor (via prunelle)

Mar 24th

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“I am weary of personal worrying, in love with the art of madness.”

– Rumi (via mohandasgandhi)

Mar 24th

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Mar 23rd

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Mar 23rd

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And I’m looking at liberty, good belief...

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Mar 17th

Worth is relative, we sometimes choose to see...

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Mar 16th

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I’ve been sleeping on the same bed as my roomate Anna — family’s in town and our apartment’s filled. I woke up in the middle of the night to find myself accidentally spooning her and allegedly, I had a sex dream. To add on to injury, next day she claims I had yelled out “oh fuck yeah!” — okay, I don’t remember that part! So what Still don’t...

Mar 16th

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