I was just sorting through old artwork from when I was little, and, I kid you not, I am not surprised at all that I’m gay. In a particularly prescient piece, I even drew a rainbow-striped unicorn with a flowing purple mane.

Ooh, there ain’t no other way. Baby, I was born this way.

While I was mowing the lawn today, I was thinking more about the lyrics thing from a couple weeks ago, and thought of another one that would be pretty cool.

In this case, my iPod shuffled to Quicksand by La Roux, which is a really awesome song to begin with. As far as I can tell, the lyrics refer to Elly consoling another woman—who has just broken up with her boyfriend—and the sexual tension between them while she is (or alternately and more likely, upon listening to it a couple more times, a woman who is cheating on her boyfriend with Elly). But, before and after, here are some of the lyrics:

r0yalewithcheese asked: so your awesome posts about the songs being sung by men were really cool, and as I was driving in traffic to work, I started to think of one of my own.
So Jesse's Girl by Rick Springfield could be sung by a girl, who falls in love with her friend Jesse's girlfriend.

Jessie is a friend,
Yeah, I know he's been
A good friend of mine
But lately something's changed
That ain't hard to define
Jessie's got himself a girl
And I want to make her mine
And she's watching him with those eyes
And she's lovin' him with that body,
I just know it
Yeah 'n' he's holding her in his arms late,
Late at night

You know, I wish that I had Jessie's girl,
I wish that I had Jessie's girl
Where can I find a woman like that

Oh my gosh, yes, it’s perfect! Awesome!

Call Your Girlfriend - Robyn

Original: Robyn is the other woman, and is trying to convince her boyfriend to break up with his first girlfriend, but in a weirdly inspirational manner.

Adapted: A guy convinces his boyfriend, who has recently come to terms with his sexuality, to break up with his girlfriend.

Call your girlfriend. It’s time you had the talk.

Give your reasons. Say it’s not her fault.

But you just met somebody new.

Tell her not to get upset,

Second-guessing everything you’ve said and done.

And then when she gets upset,

Tell her how you never meant to hurt no one.

And you tell her that the only way her heart will mend

Is when she learns to love again.

And it won’t make sense right now, but you’re still her friend.

And the you let her go easy.

Don’t you tell her how I give you something you never even knew you missed.

Don’t you even explain how it’s so different when we kiss.

You Belong With Me - Taylor Swift

Original: Taylor Swift sings about having a crush on her best guy friend, who incidentally has a really crappy girlfriend. He belongs with quirky and fun and *unique* Taylor, obviously, not the aforementioned girlfriend.

Adapted: A guy sings about having a crush on his best guy friend, who incidentally has a crappy girlfriend. His friend would be so much better off with him, obviously, not the aforementioned girlfriend.

Disclaimer: While I’m not a huge Taylor Swift fan, this one actually makes my toes curl up just thinking about how cute it would be. Watch the video to get a cuter clearer idea of it.

You’re on the phone with your girlfriend. She’s upset.

She’s goin’ off about something that you said.

She doesn’t get your humor like I do.

She wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts.

She’s cheer captain, and I’m on the bleachers,

Dreaming ‘bout the day that you wake up and find that

What you’re looking for has been here the whole time.

Walkin’ the streets, with you in your worn-out jeans,

I can’t help thinking this is how it ought to be.

She wear high heels, I wear sneakers.

She’s cheer captain and I’m on the bleachers.

If you could see that I’m the one who understands you

Been here all along, so why can’t you see that

You belong with me

Try not to judge me too hard rn.

Best Friend’s Brother - Victoria Justice

Original: Victoria Justice sings about having a crush on her best friend’s brother. She doesn’t want her friend to know, but we don’t really know why. Also creepy line about incest.

‘Cause he’s such a dream,

And you know what I mean:

If you weren’t related…

Adapted: Perhaps titled “Girlfriend’s Brother,” a guy (who has recently come to terms with his sexuality—are you sensing a theme?— or is just in a heterosexual relationship out of convenience) sings about having a crush on his girlfriend’s brother.

Idk how to adapt this one. I think it could go a few directions, including one that’s more faithful to the original, but my thought process is this: If the guy is close friends with a girl (the song hinges on the best friend being female), then he’s most likely gay anyway, so why does he care if she knows, other than the boring usual awkwardness? So I guess it’s more interesting if it’s because he’s in a relationship with the girl and blah blah I’m over-thinking this.

I call you up when I know he’s at home.

I jump out of my skin when he picks up the phone.

Why can’t I tell if he’s looking at me?

Should I give him a smile? Should I get up and leave?

I really hope I can get him alone.

I just don’t, don’t want her to know.

Yeah, yeah, yeah! My girlfriend’s brother is the one for me.

Yeah, yeah, yeah! A punk rock drummer, and he’s six-foot-three.

I don’t want to, but I want to, ‘cause I just can’t get him out of my mind.

I kinda think that I might be his type,

‘Cause when you’re not around, he’s not acting too shy.

Sometimes I feel like he might make a move.

Is this all in my head? I don’t know what to do.

As an additional disclaimer, I think this is actually a well-written song, even if the lyrics are pretty sappy and lame.

Anyway, this concludes my train of thought.

Dancing On My Own - Robyn

Original: Robyn sings about seeing her ex-boyfriend with a new girl in the club.

Adapted: Guy sings about seeing his ex-boyfriend with a new girl in the club.

Admittedly, these don’t become ground-breakingly original works, but I think they make the situations in the song more complex and interesting. Also, as a disclaimer, Robyn said that she wrote a lot of the songs on the Body Talk album with gay anthems from the ’80s in mind, and given the few changes that would have to be made to the lyrics, it’s possible she had this interpretation floating around in her head anyway. Here’s a lyrical sample, pronouns changed where appropriate:

Somebody said you got a new friend.

Does she love you better than I can?

I’m in the corner, watching you kiss her.

I’m right over here. Why can’t you see me?

I’ve giving it my all, but I’m not the one you’re taking home.

So I keep dancing on my own.

Blah blah anticlimactic blah. But wait, there’s more!

What I don’t really get is why there is any backlash whatsoever to Lady Gaga from LGBTQ people as a community. On a personal level, it’s completely okay not to like her music or think she’s the most wonderful person to ever walk the Earth, but as a community, we could really use more people like her.

In the past, we’ve chosen people like Judy Garland, Audrey Hepburn, and Elizabeth Taylor, but why? Is it wrong to have an icon who actually gives a fuck about our community and has shown that she’s willing to be politically active and vocal about what she believes in?

She cares. She really does. I’m not sure why she would possibly go so far out of her way just to sell more records. She’s not simply pandering to an audience.

End rant.

So I have two really fantastic trans* friends (who you can find here and here) and I know one of the things they think about a lot is whether they “pass” at school or in public.

And it recently occurred to me to wonder if I “pass” in public. I’m not particularly concerned with appearing straight—whatever that looks like—but I just wonder what kind of impression people get from me.

I have a wonderful, accepting family, but it makes me a little bit sad when my mom only expresses interest in learning more about the LGBT(QIA) community once it directly relates to her job, not simply because she thought it would be worthwhile to be educated for her son.

Anonymous asked: Does your family know your sexuality? And have you ever been in a sexual relationship with a man? Or a woman for that matter? How do you really know what you think you like?

And not that I owe you an answer, you coward, but yes, my family does know.

And how do I really know? I suppose I won’t ever really know until I try, but I have a pretty damn good idea of I think I like. And quite frankly, if you’d even bothered to read anything on my blog, you’d have seen this:

In terms of sexuality, I guess I would say that I’m a bisexual who has no interest in ladyparts. I find the female body in the abstract quite appealing, but any further than that weirds me out.

Like, really? How do you know what you like? How did you know you were straight? It sounds like a dumb question with an obvious answer because it is. You just knew. Just like I do.

Anonymous asked: I hope someone enters your room at night and slashes your throat, then guts you like a pig while you squeal in terror. It might even be me. Sweet dreams.

I am so perplexed right now. Who trolls Tumblr hating on gays? Especially relatively innocuous ones like me?

fuckyeahlgbt:

Day 1 - Your sexual orientation or gender identity. Be creative in your definition.

Day 2 - Did you have any experiences as a child that might have foreshadowed your sexuality?

dietonightliveforever-:

Disney’s “Mulan” is in fact about a closeted gay trans man who finally finds his calling in disguising himself and entering the army to defend his family instead of allowing his father to go to war. Captain Li Shang is gay and falls in love with Mulan long before it is revealed the he is by sex, in fact a female. Mushu represents Mulan’s desire to be out and proud, helping him along his path and giving him courage to continue.

the sequence in this gif clearly shows Mulan feeling at odds with the gender roles he was given as a female asking “when will my reflection show who I am inside”

Hurray for Disney, teaching trans pride and the oppression of a genderized society.

Oh my gosh, you guys. I had thought about this a bit, but never all the way through. Awesome, coincidental or not.

Hi! My name is Spencer. This is my life story, by popular demand.

(My mother and I, approx. 1995)

I had my humble beginnings in the upper-Midewest of the United States of America, born to a certain Stephen and Sandra in the first half of the ’90s. My father is of English and Welsh heritage, and my mother’s family hails from Sicily, Norway, Ireland, and Germany.