With every nude I take and share, I see my sexiness, my erotic power, with my own eyes. Sexy self-portraiture has allowed me to envision and realize myself as a sexual being.
“One way we can change the narratives around our sexuality and our erotic bodies is by taking up space as sexual beings and celebrating other women and femmes doing the same.” This zine is on it.
Before any of my other sexuality identities, I was kinky.
Fitting into Los Angeles wasn’t going to happen for me. Or so I thought, until I stopped trying.
Carrie Fisher, unisex swimsuits, pollution and breast cancer, lots of courts have determined things about us recently, questions from a lesbian high school student, and so much more!
Tinder for dinos, Chicago school district rallies behind trans youth, LGBT havens in red states, LGB workplace discrimination ruled unlawful in Indiana, and the first lesbian song in Tamil.
How to spank someone, how to not be an asshole, why double-ended dildos suck, the zodiac sign you should never date, Tyrannosaurus rex sex and more.
My dad’s motorcycle magazines weren’t inherently pornographic; they were mostly actually about motorcycles. But beautiful, scantily clad women were pictured posing on them. And those women became an obsession.
There are easier ways than smashing nails with your shoes, queer cuties.
There is something about someone sitting across from you in dead silence without giving you the encouragement of a “right” or “mm-hmm” that makes people’s brain scramble for more words, and just like in the essay portion of a test, the more you talk the more apparent it becomes that you have no idea what you’re even saying.
How a 23-year-old bisexual polyamorous nonbinary femme xicanx in two very loving relationships does poly.
I’m queer, and I’m kinky. But being kinky doesn’t make me queer. Kink is not a sexual orientation.
It’s no secret that trans women love pickles. It’s science you guys. Our hormones make it so we don’t absorb sodium as well as other people, at least I think that’s true. That’s what I tell my friends, anyway.
Trump’s tax plan is historically regressive, setting up huge tax breaks that help wealthy men keep their wealth while queer women get nothing.
“What I’m saying is not that art solved my problems, but instead that the strength I found through creating and through fighting back, still pushes me forward.”
It’s not that I don’t want to submit, it’s that submitting is so different from how I have to conduct my life that it takes effort to turn off that HBIC part of me so that I can relish letting go.
“Deformed spine”? Yikes.
Tiny greenhouses, unsubscribing from newsletters, using machines at the gym, keeping track of legislature in your state and more!
Polyamorous parenting, gossip, the creator of our rainbow flag has died, the conspiracies of Trumpland, that fucking wall is going to fuck with wildlife, and so much more!
Twenty percent of millennials ID as LGBTQ (that’s a lot), Gauri Sawant stars in a Vicks ad that will melt your heart, Georgia says “No Means No” to anti-LGBT bullshit, a queer dance party protest at Ivanka Trump’s place, and more good good shit.