Results for: love is a lie
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Hippie Pants Make Me Feel Pretty — and Guilty
“I wear Spiritual Awakening Pants, because I look good in them and sometimes I crave that feeling. I feel guilty while I do it, like I’m legitimising the remnants of colonialism that I see in the patterns of elephants.”
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Chasing Amy
Birthdays are weird when you have a dead mom.
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Stewing
“I still learned how to make bad things last, make my words sweet when my heart was sour, make anything a weapon, even food.”
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Ask an Adult Lesbian: Get Your Shit Together, Shane
Shane McCutcheon self-sabotages, Emily Fields co-depends, Cheryl Blossom is scared to commit — and a team of real live functional adult queer women are here to help.
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Monday Roundtable: The Style Icons Who Inspired Our Gay Style
“My style icon is Nancy Meyers’ interpretation of a middle-aged white woman after she’s decided to pull herself together sometime in the second act. Wow that is… I feel very called out by own self.”
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How to Be a Grown Woman
“Maybe I could teach you how to do that and you could teach me a couple of things I’ve been wonderin’,” I told her. She shook my hand. It was a deal.
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Something Wild
“When her body shook I was filled with a fullness that almost made me cry. For me, in that moment, Dan wasn’t even in the room.”
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Monday Roundtable: The Jewelry We Wear Every Day
“My favorite thing in the world is when people ask if it’s a mood ring so I can say yes.”
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Monday Roundtable: Still Holding On
We’ve packed and unpacked these items through several apartments, hung them up with care, and regularly touch the sleeves contemplatively although today could be the day. Reader, it’s not going to be the day! The day is not coming. Yet we can’t let go of these garments. Why not!
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When You Wear An Agbada
“To understand my relationship with this symbol of masculinity, we’ll have to start with my journey of queerness I had no idea I had embarked upon until I was turning 28, the sleeves of my buba — the tailored Agbada shirt — all rolled up to my elbows and my fingers rubbing down on the clit of a girl I had only met a couple of times prior to that moment.”
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How “Bad Girls” Made a Good Girl Gay
“The first time I left my mom in the county jail, the only person more surprised than her was me.”
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Evening Walks
“My brother would wander toward the TV to watch some movie, and I’d go straight for the computer and open two tabs. In one, YouTube. In the other, fanfiction.net, where I tweaked the character filters so I could read about Santana and Brittany falling in love for the thousandth time.”
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A+ Roundtable: Forgiven but Not Forgotten
Forgiveness may be an attribute of the strong, but we also have the memory of an elephant.
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The Autostraddle Yearbook: A Decade Of Gay Work
And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives…
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I Used to Break Into Houses
“I craved that isolation, that feeling of utter aching loneliness that I found inside houses where I did not belong.”
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13 Ways to Be a Good Woman, According to the Bible
“I derailed Bible study tonight and Pastor Daniel ended up delivering a lecture about the danger of Britney Spears; specifically, Crossroads. He said she’s scandalous.”
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Monday Roundtable: Breaking Up and Fucking Up
Just some of the many ways we ruin our lives after a breakup.
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A+ Roundtable: If I Could Take It All Back
“I never went into it planning to be a monster, and I think that actually always made it worse.”
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Mamas Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be (Lesbian) Cowboys
“I wanted her to smile at me that way. I wanted her to say my name. This turned out to be easy.”
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The Nothing Between Your Legs
“She’s a tomboy,” your mother says, frustrated. “I’m sure she’ll grow out of it when she gets interested in boys.” “More dolls,” repeats Mrs. Morris. They plan to doll this little problem out of you.