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A Blur in the Photograph
I'm different. Not in the abnormal sense, but something has changed me. I still speak the same language, but not with the same understanding. I've grown, but not sure if I have matured. I was confident and brave, but now I recoil and over-think. The change occurred and I wasn't sure until now. I wanna go back...
Trying to write characters for my stories is difficult now. They are part of me, but so much more than me. Figuring things out seems the best way to handle my block. I'm scared, and I can't tell you what it is.
Here's how Urban Dictionary defines a " Hard Femme ": "Not to be mistaken with the typical femme, the "hard femme" describes herself as "queer", is political, looks more feminine than masculine, and if prompted, can kick some serious ass. She doesn't need to "wear the pants" in a relationship- the hard femme rules with a dress. She not only despises the gender binary, she works to dismantle it." Navigating the queer world can be difficult. As a whole we strive to eliminate labels and break stereotypes, but along the way we have only added to them. In the binary system of (cis)man and (cis)woman, there are also several subcategories, meant to only further define who we are as individuals. "The L Word" character Bette Porter (Jennifer Beals) a true Hard Femme For example, I could be considered many things: hard femme, stem(stud &femme), or a feminine aggressive . None of these things define who I a
Another online dating story to follow up the first one : One day, I was sitting with my mother, and we started talking about ways to meet people. I stressed to her the necessity of going out and meeting people in person. I told her that there is nothing compared to just meeting someone at a bar, while shopping, or through unexpected conversation. She told me that it's not the same for her generation. She believes dating for a middle aged woman isn't as simple as going to a bar and hoping for the best. I was instantly reminded of a conversation I had with a college friend, and he said that his father felt online dating was the only way he would find love. We were both perplexed that our intelligent parents could be so wrong. For my generation, the internet is a means to hooking up . This phrase has several different meaning to different people, but one thing stays the same; hooking up is NOT long term. It's a temporary thing that only leads to a lasting relationship i
"I'm just so excited to meet him!" she said with glee. "It's been so long since I've had such a connection with someone." These were the last words she uttered to me the day before her date stood her up. She had recently worked up the nerve to start online dating , and through Match.com she thought she had found love. He was tall, dark and handsome just like she likes them. They had been speaking for about two weeks, so meeting each other and hitting it off would be the icing on the proverbial cake. What could go wrong? They had spent hours on the phone, started calling each other "baby" and most of all he was a great listener. Her: "I just don't know why he could't have called?" Me: "Well, sorry ass people do shit like that..." Her: "It would have been okay if he had just told me he couldn't make it. I was so excited to meet him." Me: "On to the next one, girl."