We will love ourselves first. We don't hold back but know there's no rush. We are a dynamic duo. We rock our own shit but look great together. We close down bars and go for daybreak walks. We spend long Sundays in bed, talking, fucking and napping. We brunch with friends. Long talks about gender, sexuality, gossip, celebrity, art, media, social justice, movies, 80s nostalgic kitsch and how to incorporate 50s retro style in a modern decor.
In addition to being involved with one anothers' personal growth (which has been leagues in 10 years because we're too interesting to be static) we're also the kind of friends who can pore over the details of every relationship with one another. We emote identically--so when I don't know how to react to something because I'm all clouded with But I like her so much and I'm so attracted to her she will totally turn the mirror on me and say, "Look, the way she's acting is not the way you act when you want someone to stick around. You're worth more than that."
The next few weeks and follow-up visit have had me thinking a lot about Unicorn Dick in the context of the Queer Fat Femme lifestyle. Anyone who has done the dating thing as a Queer Femme knows how hard it is to find someone that embodies the killer combo of personality, looks, chemistry, smarts and timing.
"Oh Luis, if I weren't a lesbian I'd have such a crush on you." He then told me about his daughter who is a lesbian. She's in her mid-twenties and he said, "I just love her so much but I feel like I failed as a father."
Heather's last wish for you, what she wants for us all, is to love
each other, and to love ourselves. To take care of our minds and
bodies, without fail and against all odds. And to know, beyond doubt,
that we are all beautiful, amazing beings. Never forget. This is what
she lived for. Take care of yourselves, you beautiful beings.