Hues may vary, but humanity does not Did you choose heterosexuality? My love dares to speak its name LGBT rights are human rights! Straight is a fine line.🏳️🌈🏳️🌈
That flag is actually controversial because the creator of it 1.) isn’t Pansexual and 2.) they have said homophobic and transphobic stuff in the past
This is my drawing and poem of what pride means to me!🤗 The drawing symbolizes a person who is afraid to show who they really are. It expresses the beauty and sadness of pride. The mirror shows the reality that no one really sees. The tear shows that, that is absolutely okay to be who you are! The poem is about being who you truly are. It represents that it doesn’t matter who you like, or who you love. Everyone is the same! HAPPY PRIDE EVERYONE!!🥳
i’ve always knew i was into women, i figured that out at a very young age, but labels were always a struggle. i can now confidently say i’m bisexual and nonbinary but i’ve never been able to stick to one thing? like ? labels felt constricting and i kept bouncing back and forth between lesbian and bisexuality, and that’s okay!! its okay to figure out who you are and what scoot said, you’re just you and you don’t have to label it? i’m so proud of who i am today. pride to me is like strength if that makes sense? its like a big bond of literal pride and being proud of who you are. i’m very lucky to have accepting family and friends. i’m at comfort with who i am, and i don’t think anything or anyone will change that anyways heres my coloring heh i took the line art as i suck at sketching n i think it turned out okay ??? my gay couple <3 they represent the bisexual and lesbian flags. happy pride month 🥺🏳️🌈
For PIMD https://imgur.com/gallery/dKCTBBo A Little Poem She dreamt she were a monster That she lived in a disguise That if all the others followed She felt she'd be despised The boy, he too had felt it No attraction, he'd be blind His gaze had soon then wandered To men and dudes and guys She Thought She Was A Monster A Closet Hid Her Doubts The Pain That Swarmed Inside Her Had Flown Amongst The Crowds He Thought There'd Be A Lesson What To Do Or Not, As Male But Inside, He Felt Different Dreams Of Makeup And Long Nails They Don't Think They Are Woman Nor Would They Be A Man Unsure Of Either Answer They'd Say "It's Hand In Hand" You Call Yourself A Problem, But You Aren't To Be Blamed The Heart Has Many Interests And Can't Be Made To Tame So Go About Your Business, Love Who You Want And When. Just Know That We Accept You, And So Will Your True Friends
I am loving all this love! Thank you everyone for all of these beautiful submissions! Some truly amazing and passionate pieces of work. 🏳️🌈You are all valid and you are all loved! 🏳️🌈
As an ally, I have seen so many people Iknow and love flourish over the last 20+ years as they have come out and gotten to be their authentic selves. I will forever support happiness and I know that it isn't always easy. In honor of those in the community I know in real life and through the games I play, Ihave colored this avatar for you. The skulls represent the darkness you have felt and some have overcome. The rainbow dripping represents self expressing melding into existence, and sometimes melting out of one shape and into another. I love you all! Contine being you!
I made this poem about a girl I once had a crush on, but she didn’t feel the same way because she wasn’t into girls. I’ve tried to make her like me, but I realized I couldn’t be everything she’d like me to be. She didn’t want anything to do with me. I couldn’t be her yellow and that was fine. Her favorite color is yellow, but I was red. Though I kept trying over and over to make her like me even if I was hurting myself in the end! I wanted to share this with everyone, to show that it’s okay to make sacrifices, it’s okay to be selfish, and it’s perfectly fine to express your feelings and just be yourself! This poem was originally titled “Her Favorite Color Is Yellow,” but I wanted this poem to apply to anyone and anybody!🥰🏳️🌈 Poem: “Their Favorite Color Is Yellow” Their favorite color is yellow But nothing about me is bright Their favorite color is yellow But my heart wasn’t made of gold Their favorite color is yellow But I’m no sunflower Their favorite color is yellow But my blood is the color of a red rose Their favorite color is yellow But they didn’t want anything to do with me But I’ve bled for them I’d bleed for them and I’ll bleed for them
Uncertainty, for years not knowing where I fit Lesbian? Straight? Bi? I wondered, which is it? Finally, in recent times the uncertainty is perpetual but I'm getting more comfortable saying "I am bisexual" and there's some people, even amongst the LGBT community who think that bisexuality isn't a real thing, that they're either lesbian, straight, lying or confused, or that they're bi because everybody else is doing it. Some people oversexualize it, depicting bisexuals as promiscuous. Love is more than the physical beings of gender. Love is a depth of emotion that has no measure. Everywhere we go there are voices, That remind us of our choices. Its not our fault that we love who we do, But you should except us like we do you. You discriminate us and say that we're gross, Even though we just want to hold our loved ones close. We can't go anywhere without being called names, But we can't help it, we're not the ones to blame.
after all we are all humans, how can you separate them because of their liking? breathing the same air, smiling under the same golden Sun, we are all a family on this earth 🏳️🌈🌈💗 love would have always won, without having any territorial issues. all bleeding the same colour red crying in when in pain, drenching in the peaceful rain, we are all a family on this earth🏳️🌈🌈💗 Let them love! Let them live! because everyone has the right to whom whoever they want without having to give any explanations!🏳️🌈 happy pride month!🏳️🌈💗 Thank you PIMD for giving me an opportunity to share my thoughts!
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