it’s such a beautiful song
Parker Posey in Party Girl (Daisy von Scherler Mayer, 1995)
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pierce the veil <3
i’m forever going to want someone to be straight forward with me. if i’m doing too much if im doing too little. if they like me or hate me. i need to be convinced they don’t hate me and it’s such a bad trait bc at the start it’s seen as cute and “oh she’s shy” or like im inexperienced and then it slowly evolves into me being a beg and needing confirmation that what im saying is ok. this is such bull but yeah i just wanted to blab
thinking about how i never truly felt like myself or experienced desire until i truly learned what butch and femme meant, it opened up a whole world to me that i had seen but never known, i hold so much gratitude for older butch and femmes but also for the butches, studs, stemmes, and femmes i’ve seen now, who are actively educating younger folks like myself, im so grateful to be able to learn about these identities and realize that, i too, belong
i hate when people are nonchalant even when i give them a way out. like im asking you, if you don’t want to talk, you don’t have to but they don’t take it. they’ll still reply with the most blandest shit and it’s not like i want much i just want to have a convo
ramblings of an 18 year old lesbian.she/they femme
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