Pride Month

Life Goals Matters
It’s often said that one of the worst paths of action you can take is inaction. Essentially, this means that there’s nothing worse than doing nothing at all, and that you should at least try for something in your life.
By Estalontech3 years ago in Pride
*NSYNC’s "Tearin’ Up My Heart" Gets a Post-Millennium Make- Over
By day, Jace M is a computer engineer. At night, he is a music producer, and on weekends, he is traveling the world as an international DJ.
By Ben Nelson3 years ago in Pride
Behind the Scenes of a Queer Haircut
If you’re the kind of person who loves getting down on one knee and asking a Queer Haircutmer for a date, then you’ll love this guide. We’ll take you step-by-step through every aspect of an amazing haircut, from the initial consultation to the post-service meal. Whether you need a new style or just some help with volume, we can do it all. And if that doesn’t sound like your thing? No problem! We have plenty of other queer haircuts to choose from, so there is something for everyone.
By 💸 Build Your Future 💸3 years ago in Pride
We Shouldn't Care If Someone's "Faking" Being Queer For Attention
There is this odd narrative that gay, bi, and trans people are just being queer for attention. For the past couple of years, there has been a lot of discourse around the concept of "transtrenders" (i.e., people who allegedly aren't "real" trans individuals and are just identifying as such for attention). Before this, countless straight people claimed this same thing for gay and bi people. We were "just being dramatic" or "going through a phase."
By Alex Mell-Taylor3 years ago in Pride
Fluidity
I waver, then stand still. Breathing in the whiteness. Praying for hope and motivation to move. I saw you yesterday and sensed you loved me and today… I’m alone and yearning. I saw my past, the trauma, the preacher and the punisher. I dreamt I was a boy and asked God if I still would fatefully have been hurt this way. Later in life I knew I would have. Memories melting, turning intrinsically violent, shadowing the truth. Still I love. Clumsily, carelessly caress the ones that hurt me. I’ve given my soul for the smallest gifts of light. As a child I silently asked my mother to protect my innocence, glimpsed briefly into the depths of her oceanic eyes. Pain. Spatial. Spiritual. To feel loved is penetrating…..priceless.
By Christina Barkeloo 3 years ago in Pride
Fences in June’s Backyard
June is a month of color; true and bright. To some, it screams of inclusivity and advances. To a person like me, my skin shifts with unanswered questions; unpopular opinions that cannot be shared.
By Bianca Hubbard3 years ago in Pride
Being Non-Binary
Being Non-Binary Keira Myles Isolated existing felt Wrong to many but myself. Their youth’s isolation remained tethered to
By Keira Myles3 years ago in Pride
GLOSSOLALIA
Glossolalia In retrospect, it was almost like a scene out of “One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s nest.” The karaoke machine had been brought in to help with the patients’ anxiety and everyone was encouraged to sing. Many of the regular ‘day room’ crew refused, but there were some folks that wanted to hear a song and just not sing along. I sat in the corner; well actually, I stood in the corner and listened and waited.
By Brad Schoeneman3 years ago in Pride
Fire on Fire
My fragile heart spoke to me and said it’s different, she’s different, She’s the jewel of July and the ethereal child, Her majestic soul is pure and transparent,
By Ash3 years ago in Pride
At the Rainbow's End
My dad told me to wear my heart on my sleeve So here I stand Pride band below my fisted hand Dancing in the can-can of picket lines, time
By Caroline Michealson3 years ago in Pride
Secret Lover PART 1
Never once did I think I would be in this situation. I never thought I would have such an interesting secret to keep. Before I get out of control, let me start from the beginning... Hi, my name is Elizabeth Stevens and I have a girl- OMG no. Let me start over. My name is Elizabeth Stevens and I have a secret. I'm 16 years old and I'm from Arizona, I live with my parents and my older brother Jake. He's a nimrod. But this story isn't about him. The story I'm about to tell you starts last summer. It was a really hot day, it was Monday and I had no intentions of leaving the house at all. I usually just enjoy staying in and watching movies. But something weird happened to me that day. Something compelled me to get out. As weird as it sounds. I went for a walk. Ew, I know.. a walk. But anyway, I put on my ripped shorts that mom doesn't like because they show a little too much "cheek". But I don't mind it. I threw on the purple tank top I got from Tilly's and then slid on my converse mid-way out the door. Now that I think of it, I didn't even tell my parents where I was going. Shoot, I didn't even know where I was going. About 5 minutes into my walk, I noticed a new couple was moving down the street. I'm kind of a nosey person so of course, I did what any 16-year-old would do... I hid behind a bush and tried to scope out our new neighbors. Okay maybe not every 16-year-old girl would do that, but it's what I did. I saw two adults walk into the house with boxes and tubs full of clothes. It wasn't too interesting so I decided to keep walking. BUT as soon as I turn around... there she was. The prettiest girl I'd ever seen really. She had black/blonde curly hair and the cutest freckles on her nose. She was wearing cool clothes and she had the sparkliest green eyes. She was looking right into my eyes, she was staring into my soul. "Why are you hiding behind a bush?", she laughed. I didn't know what to say. I mean what could I say, it was pretty obvious that I was stalking my new neighbors. So I did my best. "I'm checking out the new neighbors.. they seem a bit weird huh", I said with the most crooked smile ever. She looked at me for a few more seconds then at the house and then back at me. "Yeah.. totally. I agree 100%. But what makes you think that?", she asked me with a smirk on her face while looking straight into my eyes. I was so nervous. "I dunno.. they seem like maybe they put up a perfect front but they aren't", I said trying to save myself from this awkward conversation. She laughed so hard, I didn't see what was so funny. At this point, the whole situation was just awkward so I decided to try and end the conversation. "Well.. I was going for a walk and my parents are probably wondering where I am now so.." She looked me down and up then said, "Alright, it was nice meeting you. I should probably head home too.." And at that moment I knew that I had embarrassed the crap out of myself because SHE WALKED AWAY, RIGHT INTO THE NEW HOUSE. Yeah, you hear me, the house I was just stalking and insulted... SHE LIVES THERE. I sped and walked back home in shame and embarrassment. I insulted her family. But then again so did she. But I said it first. But she agreed. OMG. She probably hates me. But what if she doesn't.
By AE4 years ago in Pride
When the Flags are Gone and the Window Closes
Where were you in June? Did you feel any different than you do in July? June is the month of pride. What does that mean? Pride in what? Pride for whom? Does it dissapears in July?
By Lyn Porter4 years ago in Pride