8. How is it possible that one person can leave so many half-empty glasses of water around the house in a matter of hours? How is this a thing?!
“Do I continue to sacrifice my own needs in order to stay in this relationship where I am undesired, or do I end a relationship with so much love and care for the other?”
The only barriers I want when I have anal sex are safety related.
What to do when you’re just not that into the girl you’ve been dating.
“Satisfactory social responses are often more obvious to nonautistic individuals. My behavior can be misinterpreted as ludicrous excuses or just being a jerk, when I’m simply lacking social knowledge.”
“And so, we raced, each of us more reckless than the other, a bad combination. A mutual friend once said to me; “The problem with the two of you is that there’s no one to say no.” There was no regulatory mechanism. We ignored the scientists who had intimated that all living things, systems, required balance.”
I researched scissoring for you. My Google history is awesome right now.
How to play with that kinky infinite-floaty space that seems boundless and fills our heads with the same thing as chocolate and wine.
Download it, print it out and go bananas.
How to tie someone up by the ankles when you don’t know how to tie someone up.
Sometimes a sext is just a sext, and sometimes it’s something else entirely.
1. Communication. 2. Lots of communication. 3. So much communication. 4. No really, communicate. 5. Seriously just talk about things!!!!
I realized that one of the hardest parts about accepting my sexual orientation was that I literally did not believe that Black women were lesbians, bisexuals, pansexuals, asexuals or queer. I want to see stories of Black women with happy endings that entwine with my own realities and fantasies. I want to see us Black women no longer the Unmentionables or Untouchables, unafraid of the power and beauty of us loving one another.
“Some days, I really just needed to curl up in a cozy plaid jacket and have all the homo feelings.”
You want to touch them, smell them and, if you’re me, bite their ear. Why don’t the forces of geography and physics rally to both your cries and fold the world up like origami until the front doors of your homes kiss?
Where to go and what to do when you want to ditch that vibrator and find a good helping hand.
Fortunately, people DO come with a user manual, you just have to verbally speak it into existence.
“Apologies to the chica who had to endure a reenactment of my favorite scene from Glitter.”
As predictable as the seasons themselves, it’s the start of the Annual Dyke Moving Season! Hoooraaaay!
Welcome to the most in-depth amazing massive guide to queer-girl star-sign compatibility anywhere in the entire universe. “What’s your sign?” is a totally valid pick-up line, and don’t let anybody tell you otherwise.