Unfortunately, when you finally muster up the courage to hop off the straight train and get off at station LGBTQ+- there’s no welcome committee presenting you with a “how to” guide — and navigating the girl-on-girl scene is .
OK, I get it; it's not like you've never been at a DATE before.
Differences that cut deeper than the mere fact that you're effortlessly, die-hard, attracted to GIRLS (attraction is the part): The typical guy (of course there are exceptions, there are ALWAYS exceptions) in his early-to-mid twenties doesn't kill himself with deep, agonizing thoughts on picking the perfect place for his first date with a new crush. That being said, we don't choose that bar/restaurant lightly.
We will usually attempt to pick a place that the very essence of our personalities.
It's time to face the sweet music: You are burning with an insatiable, ever-expanding desire to kiss that gorgeous girl who smiles at you behind the Starbuck's counter as she oh-so-lovingly adds two pumps of sugar-free vanilla syrup into your latte, every morning.
The moment has come to accept the glorious fact that the real reason you hate your BFF's boyfriend is simply because you wish it was YOU, NOT HIM, sleeping in her bed.
You're being exposed to a shiny, brand new universe rich with limitless possibility and endless sexual excitement.
You’re starting to become aware that all of your pent-up fantasies have the awesome ability to come into fruition, and girl, isn’t it so extraordinarily liberating?
The time has come my fellow precious, lady-loving, Sapphic Sisters to get the f*ck out of the closet.I don’t care how you wish to identify (lesbian, bisexual, queer, questioning, pansexual, WHATEVER).