I don't wear a dress to our date, but I'll look great.
I'll have spent hours in bath and in front of my garderobe.
My shoes fit to my scarf and I'm wearing jewelry all over.

If you need to be cool - not opening the door for me and divide the bill -
it will be the first and the last date.
I don't need your macho attitude, but i adore you, if you're sure of yourself, charismatic, individual woman with bright eyes and sweet smile.

I've got a responsible position and I hope you found your way in life, too.
Have my flat, my car, my cat and all other stuff I need to life, and want to share with you, if you know, how to value.

I exactly know what I don't want and I'll let you know - in a roundabout way.

I love sarcasm, irony and wordplay - practicing every day.

yes ... and I'm typically Sagittarius - can love 180 percent on one day and will be bored out on the next :)

What kind of femme am I? Hmm.
I used to think I was a tomboi femme because I love to camp, fish, hike, and learn to do my own car repairs.....But you know that's not all that I am.

Maybe I'm a bluejean femme who feels more comfortable in tight jeans and a t-shirt but I might pair it with a white rabbit ski jacket in the winter...There is still a fierce femme in me.

I can do business casual well and can strut into a meeting with confidence and a little bling.

I can also do high opera with a long black gown, hair just so, and a smile that will get you. But the high heels are a thing of the past and showing leg is only for the bedroom---though I have a dream this year of wearing a pair of red heel and a killer skirt slit up to my thigh.....

Femme is an attitude. It's confidence. It's just who I am.

It's also my gentle approach with people, though I can nail you to the wall with words if you abuse me with your snarky attitude.

Femme is also my approach to life and living.

I am the femme:
- that languishes without tripping the cognitive triggers of whatever interests me at the moment.
- that would protect you with devotion but you'll have to tell me how. Since you are unique and deserves to be treated just so. And I am a terrible guesser ;)
-who doesn't dress to get attention of lots of eyes. I dress up for the ones I want. For those that holds open the safe space to be girly.
- will expose herself to show you the energy within worth stroking.
- you'll have to catch giggling and dancing when I think you aren't looking. If you want me to be that open about it you'll get to lead the way.
- who blossoms in space and closeness.
- that knows the power in silence but must be reminded.
- who struggles mightily with being vulnerable and needs to be told to let go over and over.

there is more... there's always more.

now, today, first time seeing this thread. i started on last page (i sometimes read books that way), and as i'm reading ... the posts keep getting better and better. so i thought, ok, lets go to the beginning and read ... just for moods sake. after reading medusa's post, i don't know how anyone could follow lol. i say this respectfully. high five to medusa. i will continue reading ... you all tell your femme mighty fine.

interesting thread..
 

but why would i want to limit who i am by your imagination or my own?..i live and our realities are recreated and merge moment to moment- how can i put words or labels to define that?..impossible..just sayin..

I am a girly femme. I love dressing up, make up, hair, and I am usually the most dressed up person wherever I go.

I am an independent femme. I own my own house, I pay my own bills, I have my own business, I own my own car... yadayada, you get the picture!

But, at the same time, I am a dependent femme. I need a strong partner I can depend on, who will take care of me, who will make me feel safe and secure, and who puts me first.

I am a loving femme. I love hard and strong. I am very faithful to the person I am with, and also my friends and my family. I take care of the person that I am with, and always put them first.

I am a sensitive femme. I get hurt easily, I get attached very easily, I fall love way too easily and I cry at movies, sad stories, whatever.

I am a proud femme. Proud to be queer, proud to love butches, proud to be girly, and proud of who I have become.

But overall, I feel I am a pretty awesome femme. I love who I am, who I have become and the prospects of my future!!

Femmes rock!!!!

Smiles!

Wow... love this! (love the whole thread). This year has been hard and I've also relied on compliments and worn-down thought patterns to tell me what MY femme-ness is.

But along the way I've learned a thing or two about the kind of Femme I really am.

I am a NYCFemme who had to learn to mow the Seattle lawn while crying my eyes out. That darned grass refused to stop growing just because I was alone.

I am a NYCFemme who had to learn to fix the furnace because the kids needed heat and there was nobody else to do it.

I am a NYCFemme who had to take out the trash, clean out the gutters, catch and release those scary wolf spiders, and change a tire.

I am a NYCFemme who had to learn to leave the arts - my passion - to enter the 'real world' to pay the bills on my own, buy a car to get me to work, make Seattle friends (still working on this one) and know that I am enough on my own.

2800 miles and life changing loss showed me that FEMME means I have the gift of being strong enough to overcome any obstacle!

Could I have done all this if I wasn't Femme? Sure... but it certainly wouldn't have been as lovely.

What kind of femme am I?
 

Lets see...I don't always wear make-up, a dress, and high heels, but I love it when I do. I'm a mom and have a very nurturing nature. I am sensitive, giving, and I have a big heart.

Oh, I LOVE getting my nails done and seeing my toes with purple polish and for some strange reason, I seem to type better when I have nail polish on my fingers...

A cute butch always catches my eye. It is profound, those moments we pass in a grocery store and lock eyes for a second that feels like an eternity...anyway...LOL

I don't need much, but I do really enjoy all the little things that make me feel special. Ok, I love to be spoiled, and I don't mean with gifts (although I don't mind those LOL), but I mean opening the door for me, saying and doing things that make me feel like a lady, making time for me, and flirting with me (which are actually the best gifts to me).

This may sound wrong, but I love when someone I'm attracted to is attracted to me, and that discomfort that they show, it is adorable. Or, the first time they see me in a dress and heels and are speechless...or can't form a complete sentence..that rocks :-) Ok, I like what I do to butch women, but not at all in a malicious way. Alright...I'll admit it...I might be a slight tease...but I don't think they mind...LOL (plus it all turns around and I end up wrapped around their finger...so I enjoy my moments while I have them) LOL

There is so much more, but at some point, or perhaps at all points, it becomes difficult to distinguish which traits are specified to the kind of femme I am and to who I am as a person...so, maybe I should keep it simple and say that I'm just a femme and I like it :-)

It's time for me to change the oil in my truck again. I'll probably wear my pink ballcap, and just a tad of lipstick. ;)

It will be nice to be someone's princess again someday :princess:

What kind of femme and I?

I am the kind of femme who likes to wear jeans, skirts, shorts and dresses equally. I very rarely wear/use makeup. I've worn heels twice in the past year and both times told myself "never again!" They HURT!

I am the kind of femme who likes to get her hands dirty. Nothing like running my fingers through freshly overturned soil. I love gardening, though I hate weeding.

I am the kind of femme who will dress somewhat modestly, but not matronly. If/when I am with someone, that person only, gets to see anymore than what I show the world, both figuratively and literally.

I can paint my nails and do sometimes, but never mourn one that gets broken.

I am a nurturer by nature. I am strong enough to carry heavy items, independent enough to think and act under my own volition and clever enough to build a deck.

I am a femme who knows how to use tools, even power tools (except my pretty purple and lime green chainsaw....*sighing). I have swung a hammer in my lifetime, as well as a maul and an axe.

I am the kind of femme who will cook for you, sew buttons on your shirts or fix a tear or patch a hole. I will bake for you, care for you and even cede things to you. However, I will not cater to you.

I am the kind of femme who hates housework, but will do it because it's "my job" and I've yet to find someone to do it for me. My Mother used to say that that was why she had so many children. :superfunny:

Finally, I am me. Unique, sometimes odd, often sarcastic (light heartedly most of the time) often vulnerable, but strong enough to mend my own wounds and strengthen my own weaknesses. I love deeply and protect fiercely.

I may not be the perfect femme. I may not be high maintenance. I may not be ultra girly. But if I were, then I wouldn't be me and I LIKE me and love being me.

PS. to compensate for my pretty chainsaw being taken away by my father (he was afraid for my safety) I went out and bought a pretty orange and purple fishing pole. When I told my brother this, he rolled his eyes, took my "fly fishing rod" away, and gave me one for the kind of fishing I ws attempting to do. It was an ugly brown :(

I am FEMME

I am fiercely loyal and will love you with all that I am. I crave emotional intensity and this can lead me into relationships with people that aren't really good for me. I am very forgiving but if you hurt me over and over my love will dry up and my soul will pull away.

I have been a girly girl since birth. As a toddler I refused to wear pants. I can fall in love several times a day with a child, a cat, a phrase, a song. I love shopping, sparkly things, babies, and animals. I am compassionate. I save turtles, lizards and snakes from the road. I even save caterpillars and bugs on the sidewalk.

I have been through hell and back and have put the hours in in therapy to heal myself. I was diagnosed with PTSD after being kidnapped and held against my will at 18 years old. Please don't ask me about it because I only talk about it with people I am close to. As bad as it was I wouldn't change it because it made me who I am today. I am a survivor and I am stronger because of it.

I am strong, independent, opinionated, and take care of myself. That doesn't mean I don't like being taken care of at times. I am powerful but I will give up that power in the bedroom to a butch that is worthy and I feel safe with. I am affectionate and kinky and I love sex. Good sex is built on trust and trust is very sexy. It gives you the ability to let go and enjoy the ride.

I am a mother and I love my daughter more than anything in the world. Don't fuck with my kid because you will lose.

I am a work in progress. I am always trying to improve myself. I am not perfect but I am me and I am femme.

one word to describe who i am.. a "keeper"

I am a femme who reads almost anything with words, obsessed with the wordsmitthing of others. Who wears dirt smudges with mascara and leaps from tall building to save kittens, or books, or shoes, and most certainly her friends. I am not fearless or scarless or tattooless.

I am irreverent and reverent in the same breathy mouthful of sarcastic pragmatism. My heart lives under the scale of a dragon and the leaf of a plant, inside the purse of a strange lost girl and on the shelf of a kitchen that over looks the ocean.

I collect lip gloss as readily as I collect knowledge. My hair has it's own zip code and fan club. I've learned to embrace my mane the 5 letters of my plain tall name.

I love harsh climates and jagged passionate reality poured over my favorite summer wine from Italy. I infuse my gin with Earl Grey tea and my whiskey with masala spices.

I study in a tiara. I am probably an acquired taste.

I so agree with you about trust!
Scout

First I want to say, that I read through from the beginning and was so impressed. I have a few femme crushes now.

What kind of Femme am I?

I am the feisty, flirty, don't fuck with me kind of femme.

I do what I want, when I want. I do who I want as much as possible.

I don't often wear dresses, but love the heels, even in the bedroom.

I am a jeans and t-shirt kind of femme. But I can rock a corset.

I don't wear a lot of jewelry, but I always have a pendant on. I own more Wow necklaces then anyone I know.

I love barefeet so my toes are always done. I wear sandals as soon as I can, the snow is not always even gone and will wear them until it gets too cold.

I can change my own oil or tire, but I choose not to.

I am super smart and you better be able to keep up or you won't be around long.

I love my house to be clean and esthetically pleasing, but don't expect me to clean it, that is what house keepers are for. I love to decorate and have a rocking art collection.

I am super corporate professional and bohemian artist.

At work I am super organized and at home tend to be completely scattered.

I want to know everything about you, but will forget and ask you again.

I know what I want and I'm not afraid to ask for it.

I expect people in my life to appreciate me as much I appreciate them.

I love to have the best of what I like and have no qualms about spending the money to get it.

I love to travel and experience new things. I love to live life.

I believe that what you put out gets returned and that Karma is a bitch if you are.

I am super sexy and flirty and love to talk dirty, but there is a time and a place for everything. Ok, almost all the time.

I like to be fucked and I want you to be in control in the bedroom, or hallway, or park, or wherever you take me. I like to change things up and will try almost anything. Tie me up and you get to keep me.

I get bored easily and change my mind constantly.

I have reinvented myself at least a dozen times and there are probably another dozen times to come.

People in my life need to be sharp and on their toes to keep up.

I flirt with everyone, and it better not be a problem if you're my partner.

I don't really do jealousy, I don't understand it. But if I make a commitment, know that I have the integrity to stand behind it and I expect you to as well.

I speak my mind, but am quick to apologize if I hurt you.

I will always talk straight, I don't bullshit.

I like to think I am always honest, but I tend to compartmentalize parts of my life, so absolutely no one knows everything about me. I am to you what I give you.

I have immense integrity and if pushed will do the hard thing because it is the right thing.

I am the type of Femme who lives life on my own terms and no one elses.

But when I love, I love hard.

I can be sweet, kind, compassionate and brutally honest.

I am sexy and curvy and my eyes glitter when I flirt with you.

I have crazy curly hair that always makes me look like I've just been fucked.

I am confident and fun.

I am the Femme that is all that and more.

using betenoire's post as a rough template here...
 

I am both stronger and more fragile than I appear. I accomplish most of the things I do out of sheer persistence and willpower; I'm not naturally good at many things, but I will work hard to make it look easy. I am fiercely independent, and I think I can do most things better than you, or anyone else for that matter. Go ahead, prove me wrong.

If there is only one thing left and we both want it, I'll let you have it. Or if I really, really want it, I will convince you why it is more logical for me to have it.

I am all-day lipstain. I don't want to fuck with makeup more than once in a day. I'm no foundation most days, unless I have a pimple. Then, I'm very self-conscious. Eye makeup is reserved for days when I wear contacts, or very special occasions. I'm big, funky glasses.

I'm clear nail polish on my fingers, and God-only-knows-what-color-I-was-in-the-mood-for-the-day-I-got-a-pedicure on my toes. I have natural nails. Fake nails hold too many germs. My nails like to chip, so they are often filed to slightly different lengths. I think the middle one chips from hitting the roof of my car so much. I'm an aggressive, and fast, driver. I drive a stick. Don't ride my ass, or I will let you know what fun things you can do in a standard.

I love platforms, hair color, vintage jewelry, big, puffy skirts, and rouched dresses. I hate most patterns, but I'll probably wear it if it makes my body look good. I like to dance. I'm not that good at it, but if I can do it, anyone can. So, get your ass on the floor!

I am polite. I don't often forget pleases, thank yous, or have-a-nice-days. I open the door for everyone. If I let you open the door for me, recognize that I actually had to think about this, stop, let you catch up (I'm a fast walker), and let you open the door. I did this for you, because I know you like to feel chivalrous.

If I let you see any further than skin-deep with me, feel special. I will tell almost anyone what I do. If I tell you how I feel, you better listen. I'm not likely to repeat it.

I don't always know what I want, and I am not likely to ask for it. I am extremely affectionate until I feel rejected. Then, I am cold. Be careful what you say to me. I will internalize the things you may not want me to remember later. I need to cry sometimes, but it's hard to get me there. My trust is wavering - at times I don't even trust myself. So don't break it. It's very hard to repair.

I am opinionated and I cuss like a sailor. I won't cuss around your mom, or your kids, but I say fuck like it's fucking going out of style. It's a nice word, you should try it.

I am a Pisces. I'm moody and over-sensitive, I have the attention span of a 4-year old sometimes, and nothing moves me like music. You can write me a novel, and I'm more likely to cry at a song.

I have tattoos. I don't care what you think of them. I got them for me. Each reminds me of something important that I forgot once and swore never to forget again, and the quarter-sleeve on my arm made it possible for me to wear tank tops in public without worrying about how fat my arms are. It's not finished yet, and it probably won't be my last tat, though it will probably satiate me for a few years.

I'm terrible with names. I wish that weren't so.

I contradict myself constantly. Pointing that out is likely to get you nowhere. I have lazy days, but I'm generally very hardworking, just not at the things I probably should work hard at. I'm more likely to work my ass off doing something for you than for myself. I give and give and give and give, and when I've given too much, I retreat inside myself. I've been known to run to the convent for solace and inner reflection. I use religion like a drug, but I pray every night.

I'm very maternal. If I don't have a child of my own, I'm likely to have people or pets I take care of. Family members, friends who need help, random homeless people, stray animals... I'm a sucker for someone in need. You can help me make rational decisions, but don't try to discourage this, or I will end up mothering you. And believe me, you don't want that.

Oh, and did I mention I'm long-winded? Maybe that goes without saying...

With esp. these last two posts I see so much of myself. Good to know there're other femmes 'out there' who are similar to what I feel/act too. Sometimes I think...'I'm somewhat 'off' with my thinking or my way to interact with others, but after reading this thread I think I can't be that 'bad' or 'off' either.

Thank you!

Revised.
 

femme crushes abound
 

Pondering a lot about this lately, trying to nail it down to a few well chosen words...

I too love this thread!

will contemplate further before I post what my hammer and nails find in this femme brain o mine~

Like Gemme, I'm bumping my post too.

I have revised mine (from two years ago) a tiny bit,
but my list today is an exact representation of who I am.

Yours Truly,

:stillheart:

-Kätzchen-

The Femme that I am....

Okay so I am not femme but did not want to intrude.... just wanted to say that I am enjoying reading this thread. Keep them coming!!

I can be hard to get to know and even harder to understand...
Once you do know me and understand me you can't help but love me.

I read this in my sleepy morning coffee state...and went AAAAAWWWW.

no way to measure up to these femmes
 

i'm the femme that is both strangely drawn to and doesn't know what to write in forums like this one. so i type and delete and type and delete and type and delete because everything i write seems trite, falsely humble or blatantly self-serving.

the most honest thing i can come up with is that i'm the kind of femme that wants to feel safe and is tired of nodding her head when other people say "that feeling comes from inside of you, not outside of you". to those people i can only nod in logical agreement and say "thankyousoveryfuckoffmuch."

i'm the kind of femme that does one helluva lot wrong and maybe a little bit right and i hafta hang on to that little bit right because it makes me feel like rehabilitation might be possible. one day, with luck and some divine grace, i'll make a full recovery into realgrownuphumanbeinghood.

i'm the kind of femme with a lot of mouth and not too many brains but the brains i have work just fine so you can stop trying to dazzle me with your bull and your ridiculous excuses because i've heard them all and from smoother than you. i'm a sucker for charm and a fool for love and i may not hang around for a second helping of damnthishurtslikecrazy but i also don't just turn love off when the spit hits the spinny propeller thingy, so no matter where we end up neither one of us will be alone because i'm here for both of us until one of us is dead.

i'm the directionless femme that drags her raggletaggle girlfaith north, east and west when life is going south. i can mcgyver together some hope with a piece gum, a dozen broken promises, a sappy romance movie, two sticks and a dead bee. call me stupid. call me naive. just don't call me a taxi because i'll leave when i'm damn well ready and not a minute before. and before i go i'll beat that dead relationship horse until it gets up and walks again just to get away from me. and when you shake your head and say "you're crazy! let it go" i'll say "yup that's me, what of it? how am i hurting you by giving things another shot?" i'd rather give that dead horse a couple of kicks than lose the race because i didn't try.

i'm the kind of femme who misses out on connection because she hides her feelings from and refuses to show vulnerability to just anyone and the next person she does show it to better damn well cherish it or they can collect their ass at the door because i'm gonna hand it to them whenever i feel like it.

i'm the kind of femme that has grown into subtle wariness, becoming (unwillingly) harder on the outside because the inside of me refuses to be exposed to one more person who won't cherish and protect the genuinly warm girl that i am.

i'm the femme who pretends things are fine because people don't like to make room for them not to be. i lie and dissimulate in order to survive the ego responses of others and and i make no pretense about it anymore. everyone does it. i'm just the only person i know who's got the stones to admit it.

Nomad’s post kind of gave me the spark to write this, because I too have felt some resistance to the question, What kind of femme are you?

I know there are categories of femme that I don’t belong to; I’m not a stone femme or a high femme (the latter I would have to say, not 24/7). I know my ethnic ID, my class ID. But I don’t know my femme ID.

Maybe a prompt will help: I’m the kind of femme that…

stops to pet dogs on the street.

But now all I’ve done is answer the question, What kind of person are you?

I picked up my new glasses tonight, and while they’re perfect, I couldn’t pretend I liked what I saw when I looked in the mirror. Maybe when I’m in this state of mind I block myself from knowing what kind of femme I am (shrug).

I'll try again.

I’m the kind of femme that...

loves smells and color but lives in her head.

Favorite recurring, comforting fantasy:

I live in a house deep in trees with moss, so it must be the south. There’s a front porch. It’s raining, but warm out. I’m barefoot. The planks on the porch are smooth and warm. The house is aqua, red and gold inside—my colors. It's dusk. There is food cooking on the stove, but I’m not cooking it. I’m watching for something, out in the woods. I'm calling to the person inside the house. I'm wearing shorts and I’m happy.

I’m not making up this fantasy, as I go along. I’ve had it for a long time, and it doesn’t make sense because I have no desire to live in the south, and I don’t know if I could live in the woods except on weekends (which I would love). I’ve lived in cities most of my life, and I like apartments with views of skylines, or on the first floor with access to a private garden.

In my last apartment, I could see the Chrysler building from the table where I sat to write at night and listen to music. It gave me a flash of happiness every time I looked up and rested my eyes on it poking up so hopeful and elegant in the midst of those stalwart, steep high rises.

Sometimes I think when I let myself drift into that fantasy of the house in rainy, mossy woods, I’m seeing into the future.

Is that the kind of femme I am? Clairvoyant?

Maybe. Or maybe I’m the kind of femme that lets herself drift intuitively in the right direction.

inspired
 

I love reading these, i love being a member of such a beautiful and diverse group of people that always succeed in awing and inspiring me to be myself.

I am a femme inspired by other femmes <3

Thank you to all the femmes who posted.I read through them all.Very impressed with all the personalities,likes and dislikes.Putting it out there and this is why i love being in The Planet.

Ok now i read something about cookies.??
Where can i pick them up.??


Again,Thank you very much Ladies.



s.

today i'm the kind of femme who has clutch problems. :sigh: sometimes i hate cars.

I am a femme who always has cookies~!

with a spot of :tea:


actually love to make cookies, I just don't like to eat them all that much, thank goodness!

what are your favourites?

sorry for the thread derail folks, but this is about COOKIES! :|

Snickerdoodles please :D

COOKIES ? !
 

YES THIS IS ABOUT COOKIES.!!!

Sometimes that is my meal for the day.I dont know why but it is a big thing with me now is to eat cookies.I love chocolate chip cookies with ice cold milk.My sister makes real good ones.Nice and chewey.I buy her a big bag of chocolate chips sometimes hoping to get some cookies when she bakes them but she has never given me any.Gotta be at her house at the right time to get any.If pressured into it i will drink tea with cookies just to get cookies.:sunglass:.I have said cookies 7 times in this short message.I think i have a cookie problem.I like saying the word cookie.Ok now 9 times.Gotta go. I am getting the shakes from not having cookies.Gezzz 10.!!
Sorry ladies i got a little carried away.
I like reading how wonderful and different you all are.Very refreshing.
Thank-you all. still thinking about cookies.{11}.

s.

and snickerdoodles as a chaser
please and thank you

i am deeply moved by this thread and also terrified to post in here.

i am a femme shark. i am a mixed indigenous queer crip (disabled) femme. i am passionate about decolonizing femme and claiming femininity as a way of liberating myself so that i can work to transform my community. i celebrate queer disabled fat indigenous femme hotness. i break down normative desirability with my body and my breath.

i am a polyamorous femme with a huge heart. i am kind, loving, and warm to just about everyone i meet. i am the one people rely on for a ready smile and a hug. it is easy for me to love people, and i love hard. when i love you i love you to wholeness.

don't mistake my kindness for weakness. i am strong. physically i might not look like much but fuck with people i love and me and my tiny, ineffectual fists will fuck you up. i am dangerous precisely because i have survived so much and i am not afraid to die.

sometimes i am afraid to live, though. i live with ptsd and anxiety that sometimes scares me into silence and inaction. i do my best to have the courage to move forward with my life anyway.

i talk a lot of shit but i'm a femme teddy bear at heart.

i'm an empathic femme. i am hypersensitive to the needs and energies of people around me, and because of this and trauma, i am very conflict avoidant. sometimes it's a curse. sometimes it's a blessing - i would rather communicate through difficulty and change whatever is causing a problem than fight about it.

in my community i am a femme who holds shit down, hooks shit up, and makes shit happen. i dream transformation into being, bring people together, and make possible what people believed was impossible, one moment at a time. i can hold many sometimes contradicting visions at once. i am an educator and a facilitator.

i am a deeply religious and deeply spiritual femme. to me they are intertwined, as are my faith and my social justice work. together they form the reason i get up in the morning (or afternoon, depending on the day).

i am a stone femme. i am a sex worker. stone for me means that my work gives me emotional boundaries around sex...sometimes physical ones, too, depending on the situation. being stone is what allows my empathic, overly expressive femme self to work effectively. it is the only area of my life in which i compartmentalize.

i'm a baby girl and a submissive femme who loves to strap it on and top from time to time. i'm kinky as hell in bed but there's a special place in my heart for sweet vanilla sex. and i consider blow jobs an art form.

i am a sister and an auntie. i cannot be anyone's biological mother but in my community "ma" or "mama" is a term of respect and endearment and it means so much when people call me that. i am an orphan.

i'm a pajama femme. i am the sexiest jeans and t-shirt femme you'll ever meet. this is out of necessity for survival, but i'm beginning to embrace it, even if it makes me feel like an ugly duckling femme sometimes.

i am a homeless, rootless, and family-less femme who is creating home, community, and family for myself. i value what i know of where i come from and i trust that i am whole despite the gaps in my memory and history.