I reserve my right to be complex.
If I'm not with a butch everyone just assumes I'm straight. It's like I'm passing too, against my will. I'm sick of the world thinking I'm straight. I've worked hard to be discriminated against as a lesbian
I began to feel the pleasure of the weightless state between here and there
surrenderin is unimaginably more dangerous than struggling for survival!
I live proudly in a body of my own design. I defend my right to be complex
You're more than just neither, honey. There's other ways to be than either-or. It's not so simple. Otherwise there wouldn't be so many people who don't fit.