An Organized Gay Mess

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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
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woodlandhomo

One time I tried to say “take care” after ringing up a customer. I opened my mouth and for some reason I was unable to make a noise except for a very small “t-eh” sound initially and by the time I remembered how to make words I had to shout across the store for them to hear me. What I ended up saying was “Take over!!!” after which they glanced back at me uncomfortably and left without another word.

I am haunted by that interaction to this day.

jksdbvkjwvdb oh my god why would that person not go back after ‘aww I love you too!’ I love each of these people sometimes I start fucking up my words and I stop and go ‘huh?? what was that? *repeat fuck up* yeah anyway’
grimsunshine
jermarvin

think about lesbian sex on. the. clock.

jermarvin

even when they're playing taylor swift in the lobby. You can't break my spirit you vile woman

poledancingghostson

I hate to break it to you but all of Taylor Swift’s songs are about lesbian sex

sunachilles

if you went outside and interacted with real life adult humans you would discover so many wonderful things

cjcnwojdfnjkw oh my god I hope ‘you can’t break my spirit you vile woman’ fits into my vocab
mudwhelks
cock-holliday

Idk man it’s so easy to get bogged down in all the bullshit online but when my then-6 year old cousin found out I was trans he said “ok” then corrected my grandma when she misgendered me. I was once the third between a gay man and a lesbian. Two lesbians once invited me back to their place when I presented as a man. I met an AMAB nb butch who looked strikingly to outsiders like a cis man and it was one of the more sapphic experiences I’ve had. I nervously wore a boydyke shirt to pride and got 3 different cis-looking femme folks tell me they loved my shirt. I once told a trans group at a protest that any pronouns were fine for me and one person said “wow, I’m impressed and intimidated by people like that. I don’t know that I could be that chill with pronouns.” I once told a GNC friend I wished I could wear a type of “opposite” gender clothing after I had already transitioned and so it would be associated with my AGAB and he said “You could just do it.” I’ve had cishet men fight cops for me before. The first time I had a doctor ask me if my name was different than what was on my forms I had to try not to cry. Last week, a phone call with a doctor’s office where I am generally cis passing asked unprompted if my name listed is what I want to be called. It touched me then too. I told a lesbian friend once I felt like my attraction to men AND women both felt gay. She said “makes sense.” And we moved on. I go by different pronouns in different circles. I’ve had gay women love my facial hair. I’ve had gay men like my tits. It’s all out there, I promise. It can be hard to find it but I promise there is community like you and community who likes you. And it’s more messy and beautiful than tumblr discourse makes it out to be.

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