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I don’t think I’m the only one who doesn’t have a problem picking up butches at a lesbian bar but can’t let the butch she likes know she likes her. Am I? When I like a butch I revert to my teens. I may be rude (dancing with everyone but her at the Butch/Femme Society’s … More How To Know If A Femme Likes You
I’m a very lucky girl… the kind you don’t take home to mother… other than She Who Shall Remain Nameless, I either get the butch that I want (watch out kd lang!) or end up realizing that we weren’t meant to be together. When the latter happens, I’m happy being just friends or not having … More Lucky Femme
Saturday night. You are in the middle of a date with a perfectly normal soft butch who is doing all the right things and saying all the right words but, out of nowhere, you realize you are thinking about your good-for-nothing ex. Suddenly you just want your date to be over, everything she does is … More So You Fell Off The Wagon, Huh?
I’ve come to accept that She Who Shall Remain Nameless will never tell me… – Can I buy you a drink? – Why don’t we go somewhere more private and have dinner, just the two of us? (Super cheesy, I know) – I won’t go home without you. – I’ve got plans for you. There’s … More 11 Things She’ll Never Tell Me