I think you're working from a flawed premise with "femme", but...
I'm working from a dressing down someone gave a bi poster whose tumblr I follow. She wasn't allowed to call herself femme, because it was appropriative and inconsiderately hurtful--it was a word created by lesbians, only for lesbians, everyone else back off.
It certainly isn't the first time I've seen that--the last time I came into Natter talking about femme it was prompted by a similar delineation.
It's not a premise I necessarily believe, or one you have to --the question is--if that's true, for those who this is true, is there's a similar truth about butch?
I have had steel cut oats for breakfast every morning since I went low-gly. Even the last batch that I burnt was tastier than most alternatives.
Snuggle Time With The Youngster - Neatorama
This baby red tree kangaroo joey and his mama are residents of the San Diego Zoo. Fortunately, someone at the zoo managed to catch them during this moment of tenderness. It just shows that no matter what the species, a mother's love is unconditional.
Can someone quick-check me that it is Dianna Wynne Jones' birthday and I'm not an idiot? I have had far too much coffee and far too little sleep for unspecified reasons.
In other news, heads up for a book giveaway, coming to you via me in about 8 minutes.
Thank you! COFFEE JITTERS
a mother's love is unconditional.
Don't some mother animals reject their offspring for various reasons? Including human mothers? What's the point of that sentence? I don't even get why it's fortunate someone caught tenderness--has this been a hostile relationship and this is a rare thing?
I feel like ass and I am trying to power through, but low-level depression is eating me from the inside. I hate everything.
Don't some mother animals reject their offspring for various reasons? Including human mothers? What's the point of that sentence?
Yeah, that's a stupid sentence.
I feel like ass and I am trying to power through, but low-level depression is eating me from the inside. I hate everything.
Oh hai. Although I'm not trying that hard.
I feel like ass and I am trying to power through, but low-level depression is eating me from the inside. I hate everything.
Oh hai. Although I'm not trying that hard.
I'm not either. And my boss hates me.
