Time for Sweaters!


It’s getting colder, so I’d better wrap them all up in warm sweaters! :D

(Reblogged from dumplingdean)


Omg look at these shits…

(Reblogged from summersteve)


Bisexuality: Setting the Records “Straight” [x]

My Bisexuality has no bearing on my ability to commit to someone. All that means is that the potential pool of applicants is a bit bigger.”

(Reblogged from destielpasta)
(Reblogged from dumplingdean)


There’s no need to be perfect to inspire others. Let people get inspired by how you deal with your imperfections.

(Reblogged from positivelifetips)


Happy Celebrate Bisexuality Day everyone!!!  We’re often asked about our favorite bisexual books so here they are!

Title: Bi Notes for a Bisexual Revolution
Author: Shiri Eisner (bidyke)
Recommended by: Sarah
A stunning, thought-provoking work of intersectional feminist non-fiction that both supports bisexual people and challenges them to be forces of revolutionary cultural change.  

Title: Strangers in Paradise
Author: Terry Moore
Recommended by: Evan and Sarah
A beautifully drawn and written graphic novel series detailing the long and complicated path we sometimes take towards love.

Title: Adaptation and it’s sequel Inheritance
Author: Malinda Lo
Recommended by: Ellie
An X-Files inspired science fiction adventure with aliens, government conspiracies, and a unique solution to the classic young adult love triangle story.

Title: Grasshopper Jungle
Author: Andrew Smith
Recommended by: Evan
Appeals to fans of sci fi, the apocalypse, YA lit, and has a strong bi romantic triangle.

Title: Hild
Author: Nicola Griffith
Recommended by: Ellie
An exquisitely detailed historical epic based of the life of St Hild of Whitby in medieval England. Will appeal to readers who like intense historical accuracy and period-accurate bisexual characters.

Title: Not My Father’s Son
Author: Alan Cumming
Recommended by: Evan
I think it’s so important to read the real life stories of bisexuals and their struggles and successes in life. This is also an excellent portrayal of life and recovery in domestic violence situations.

Title: Otherbound
Author: Corinne Duyvis 
Recommended by: Sarah
A stunning fantasy grounded in diversity, social justice, and power/privilege dynamics where an epileptic Latino teen boy visits the magical world of a mute bisexual girl when he closes his eyes.  

(Reblogged from destielpasta)
(Reblogged from destielpasta)

reminder for bisexuals


today is bi visibility day. as such, bisexual people will be completely visible for the next 24 hours. this is a bad day to engage in bank heists, ghost impersonations, covert operations for vague yet menacing government agencies, and other common bisexual hobbies that rely upon our powers of invisibility. 

reblog to save a life. 

(Reblogged from fawkessong)


  • Do not forget Michael Brown
  • Do not forget how the media dehumanized him and tried to justify his murder
  • Do not forget how peaceful protests were painted as savage riots
  • Do not forget police armed with military grade weapons terrorized and arrested black civilians
  • Do not forget Darren Wilson being awarded over $200,000 in fundraiser donations for murdering an unarmed black child
  • Do not forget that this system was not built to defend us, but to control us
  • Do not forget Ferguson 
(Reblogged from lovehoneybee)
Until I started taking my antidepressants, though, I didn’t actually know that I was depressed. I thought the dark staticky corners were part of who I was. It was the same way I felt before I put on my first pair of glasses at age 14 and suddenly realized that trees weren’t green blobs but intricate filigrees of thousands of individual leaves; I hadn’t known, before, that I couldn’t see the leaves, because I didn’t realize that seeing leaves was a possibility at all. And it wasn’t until I started using tools to counterbalance my depression that I even realized there was depression there to need counterbalancing. I had no idea that not everyone felt the gravitational pull of nothingness, the ongoing, slow-as-molasses feeling of melting down into a lump of clay. I had no way of knowing that what I thought were just my ingrained bad habits — not being able to deposit checks on time, not replying to totally pleasant emails for long enough that friendships were ruined, having silent meltdowns over getting dressed in the morning, even not going to the bathroom despite really, really, really having to pee — weren’t actually my habits at all. They were the habits of depression, which whoa, holy shit, it turns out I had a raging case of.
(Reblogged from subjecttochange8)