Some people just want a nice casual playlist for their Halloween party! So, I decided to split all of the song spooky suggestions into two playlists.
Sometimes you have to make a playlist and dedicate it to the horny tween version of yourself.
I don’t know if I’m about to get murdered or married or literally never hear from her again. And I don’t really care??
This summer I want to kiss girls. Girls sticky with lipgloss, girls purple with lipstain, girls sweet with cherry chapstick. I dream about kissing girls in my car (front or back seat). I dream about kissing them in the shade or in the sun. We are always a little bit sweaty and smelling like grass. We are always kissing to music.
I’m ready to kiss the last hours of the longest 28 days on record away with a f*cking party and a playlist full of bangers!
“I was at the mall when it happened.”
Sing along to your favorite feminist jams from your favorite Disney princesses!
Spend your Lesbian Visibility Day with some tunes by lesbians who make music and also acknowledge themselves as lesbians!
Made you another playlist! 😉
We’ve got one warm-up song to help you be the very best like no one ever was, as well as two songs of cooldown, totaling about five minutes, from everyone’s favorite queer farming simulator. And everything in between.
Join me, my purple lipstick, my long tangled hair (and, let’s be real, my fucking Bullet Journal) as we take charge and live our best lives.
Being a Queer Lady Magician to me means sharing the truths of our lives in unexpected, thought-provoking ways, instilling a sense of wonder, expanding our imaginations around what is possible.
Mermaids are femme icons for a reason. Their siren songs and sensual looks lure troublesome sailors, only for the mermaid to devour them whole and make herself stronger. To put it plainly, a mermaid is a boss bitch. I could use some of that energy in my life right now.
I’m taking back power this year, after a year of feeling so powerless. I’m reveling in the parts of me that feel most like me.
It’s 2018, we’re sick of this, and we’re hungry for blood.
Love a good spiral backward!
Scene: French countryside in winter. I am wrapped in a floor length faux fur coat and earmuff. My new diamond earrings and rings sparkle in the brisk sunshine. From afar, I watch the children playing with their au pair in a grassy knoll.
Imagine if Coley Taylor from “The Miseducation of Cameron Post” saw Hayley Kiyoko’s “Girls Like Girls” video first day of sophomore year of college and it freaking changed her life. I’m her ten years later.
“Country music reminds me of long drives to and away from home, of long conversations on porches with friends and lovers, of something we’re told in a million and one ways isn’t for us and still — we make it ours anyways.”
As an 11-year relationship ended and the dust settled around me a couple weeks ago, I realized something: I needed music, I needed someone in my ear telling me everything I’m feeling and seeing wasn’t new and unknowable, that this was A Thing That Happens.