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smalldarlinglesbian:
“Lesbian History:Anne Lister (1791–1840)•  was a well-off landowner, diarist, mountaineer and traveller (the first woman to climb Mont Perdu)
•  kept diaries which chronicled the details of her daily life, including her lesbian...

smalldarlinglesbian:

Lesbian History:

Anne Lister (1791–1840)

  • was a well-off  landowner, diarist, mountaineer and traveller (the first woman to climb Mont Perdu)
  • kept diaries which chronicled the details of her daily life, including her lesbian relationships, her financial concerns, her industrial activities and her work remodeling historical houses
  • her diaries contain more than 4,000,000 words including very intimate and graphic details about her sexual and romantic relationships which she wrote in code, as well as exactly how she preferred to seduce women
  • was noted for her ‘masculine appearance’ (read: hella butch)

“I love and only love the fairer sex… my heart revolts from any love but theirs.” - Journals, 29 October 1820

“I know how to please this fair maiden of mine” - Journals, 1820

a business-oriented, athletic, house-flipping lesbian i…. wow. if birkenstocks existed in 1820 she woulda had a pair.

Momentary blip

I rediscovered tumblr for a second tonight. Mostly because I’m somehow signed in on my iPod and my phone is charging.

This coming week is a doozy. Monday, 2 full hours of interviews for a job I really, really want for once. It’s a weird feeling actually.

Then on the following Monday, I’m flying to Orlando to see my best friend for the first time since that one weird time in college when she visited me sort of? And do all the stereotypes tourists do, like get expensive coffee and buy souvenirs and take selfies by the pool.

I don’t even care about the judgment because dudes, I have earned this vacation. After the sibling drama at home, the depression kicking in again, the shitty, shitty days at work…I have earned every second of being basic.

Let’s be real, though. I probably won’t stick around this neighborhood for long. I always forget.

Realization: everything I reblog features either a dog or an outfit I wish I owned.