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Love, longing and Florence Welch
I often think of Florence’s music as folktales made flesh. Especially Lungs. That album runs through the most pivotal parts of my growing up, from when it was given to me on my twelfth birthday to its religious replays in the car, my first iPod, then iPhone - and every music library since. I love her funeral-pyre lyrics and shifting voice, the way her songs sound like they can reach the church beams or root themselves in a grave.
By Lauren Entwistle4 years ago in Pride
The Trials and Tribulations of LGBTQ Dating. Top Story - October 2021.
"We've got this gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can't just accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it's going to get on by itself. You've got to keep watering it. You've got to really look after it and nurture it." - John Lennon
By Luis Rubén4 years ago in Pride
A Re-introduction
Hello, one and all. As rapper LL Cool J coined the phrase: "don't call it a comeback; I've been here for years." For years, this gay, scary-looking bear was blogging regularly on this platform. His passion and forte was writing about movies and compiling music lists. It was fun, a great time-passer and one would hope, a gateway to a great, lucrative career in fiction and film writing.
By Carlos Gonzalez4 years ago in Pride
It's Okay to be a lil Gay
This is the story of how I found myself. I never really accepted myself until now, and even with as far as I have come, there is still so much I need to fix. That's besides the point though. This is my story of how I came out, how I found out who I was inside, and learned that it's okay for me to be Bisexual. Please enjoy, and I hope it inspires others to look inside, and find themselves too! First, I'd like to share a poem I wrote, called Darkest Grey. It's about the struggle of being stuck, and not being able to move forward. I hope it hits home, and gives you the strength to move forward, and push out of the place you're stuck. (I will change or shorten names of [people for privacy)
By Salem Jace4 years ago in Pride
Next Year Is Tomorrow
Five years ago, on New Year’s Eve, I was living in Brooklyn but had been home in Pennsylvania for Christmas and though I don’t remember why or how, I guess I returned early. I went to Astoria to celebrate. It was my first New Year in the city. It was my first away from family. It was my first that I ever went out, instead of sat in basements eating wings and playing games and drinking weird old beer and watching the real grown-ups celebrate and kiss each other and hug their families. It was sadder than I expected.
By Tina Wargo4 years ago in Pride
