I disagree with the notion that women can’t handle the truth. Women handle the truth just fine.
The problem is that you expect women to handle the truth in a way that still benefits you at her expense.

Spotify just recommended me a song called "Femme Bitch Top"...

Spotify knows...

oh to be an early 20th century college student laying homoerotically on the grass with your best friend who you’re secretly in love with, surrounded by books while you lunch and have deep conversations about life...

when king princess said “I can make grown men cry”… I felt that

if u call me baby in that soft voice i’ll do whatever u want me to do

i might be fucking ugly but lemme tell y’all about this heart tho

Je n'avouerai jamais que certaines de mes propres émotions m'effraient

For anyone who needs to hear it today: don't check up on that toxic person you cut off.

i feel left out but i dont know what i feel left out from 

“I was with them and yet I was alone.”

— Albert Camus

Me, a modern day lesbian: I have no idea if this woman is into me

Anne Lister in 1832 after 3 minutes in the same room as a woman: She’s already half in love with me and I’m going to wife her

the big lesbian energy in Gentleman Jack is killing me

thinking about how in the majority of lesbian-centric media bodies are laid out on p*rnographic display for the consumption and pleasure of the audience, whereas in gentleman jack we might see one (1) inch of anne lister’s skin per episode and it will make the lesbian audience go absolutely fucking buck wild

Some people fuck you up so bad you forget who you even are