amy's personal shit

things i witnessed today at LA Pride
  • LGBT policemen and fbi agents walking hand in hand with their partners and spouses. 
  • a cute girl running out of the parade to give @stormsdameron her number
  • cops openly embracing people in the street
  • a man who had been attending LA pride since 1976. he shook my hand and said “when I first came to pride back then there were 25 people here. look at us now.”
  • elderly LGBT people blowing kisses from a float. holding hands. 
  • a woman approaching us and saying “you are so beautiful, all of you, take care of each other”
  • elementary school trans children in gender ambiguous clothes. smiling and laughing. blowing bubbles. 
  • when an anti-lgbt church began protesting and walking along side the parade with a loudspeaker, the entire brigade of Dykes on Bikes revved their motor cycles to drown out the hate speech. no one could hear them
  • a man who gave us all a handful of condoms and said “take care of each other. be strong. your voices are so important”
  • women holding hands with other women. men holding hands with other men. 
  • trans women and trans men laughing and dancing. 
  • danny devito in a rainbow shirt pointing and waving at us
  • dennis from It’s Always Sunny wearing a shirt that says “You Can Pee Next to Me”
  • dozens of last minute signs and tributes to orlando. outcries of “we love you orlando” 
  • confetti. dancing in the streets. 
  • people supporting each other in every aspect. high fives. hugs. kisses on cheeks. affirmations. 
  • so many affirmations. 
  • words of kindness.
  • you are beautiful.
  • you are loved.
  • you are important.
  • stay strong. 
  • i love your shirt. 
  • i love your lipstick. 
  • stay strong. 
  • take care of each other. 
  • stay strong
  • stay strong
  • stay strong. 

adult life-hack #484543 no joke sometimes no amount of screaming and high pitched whining and internet detours is gonna keep that assignment deadline from looming closer. sometimes you just gotta suck it the fuck up, mainline a caramel latte, sit down and bang out whatever assignment you were working on. like it’s the worst and tears will be streaming down your face and you’re gonna hate your life for a little bit but bottom line you gotta Get Shit Done and mama didn’t raise no Quitter so yes your eyes are burning and your skin is melting off your body but you gotta Do That Thing, whatever that Thing is

hi y’all. my name is amy. I am Bisexual. 

in the weeks and months leading up to Pride, I never thought I’d be making a ‘coming out’ post. It didn’t seem necessary, I reasoned. Being bisexual seemed unimportant to the whole of my identity, in the same way that liking cookie dough, or led zeppelin was. It didn’t feel important enough to announce it on tumblr, in an online community where being lgbtq is widely normalized, accepted, supported. 

Recent events, though, have changed my perspective. I am lucky enough to live in a city and community of love, to have friends of differing genders and sexualities who were there for me to answer my questions, to listen to me sort through my feelings, to accept me and love me as I am. i am stronger for knowing them, both in spirit and in voice. and this morning i woke up, and the world was grieving, and i found that i had something to say. 

a year ago I went to pride as an ally to my friends. I was terrified of my sexuality, of how it would be perceived. of how it would reflect on me. 

today I went to pride out and proud, as they say. I was terrified that something would happen. We listened to the news of the Orlando shooting in the car, heard the reports of the suspect stopped in Santa Monica. I felt sick. I felt scared. I kept wondering what I would do if someone pulled a weapon during the parade. I spent the entire Lyft ride to the Pride Parade thinking about ways to save my friends if something happened. 

a year ago I was scared. Today I was scared. But I stood on Santa Monica Boulevard with my best friends, and celebrated. Joyously. Fiercely. I screamed myself hoarse. I hugged strangers. I high fived people of all sexualities and genders and ages and ethnicities and religions. I danced in the streets. I laughed. I cried. I was proud

so I’m coming out today because there are people who can’t. i am coming out today because there are girls like me who were raised to think it was only okay to love one gender, and anything more was just plain selfish. i am coming out because i am proud of who i am. a long hard-fought battle, years of closeted self-loathing and confusion, led me to this point. 

my heart is so fucking full after today. the lgbtq community is resilient and strong and immovable. we are not going anywhere. 

love. will. prevail. 

Amy Rose Made Me a Better Feminist

Yes, the pink, girly, boy-obsessed hedgehog. That one. I am deadly serious.

See as a kid I was a major tomboy, hung out almost exclusively with boys instead of girls, and typically consumed most of my media via cartoons. And in a LOT of animated media in the late 90s early 2000s, there was a ton of “not like the other girls” going on. There was usually only one girl in the show’s main cast, classic smurfette principle, and she was usually more of a tomboy. It was generally antagonistic girls who were girly. If a show did have multiple girls on a team the tomboy would be the strong one and the girlier one would be more of a moral center (see Digimon Tamers, one of my biggest obsessions as a kid). If a main heroine was girly, like Yakumo of Shinzo, she normally wasn’t getting involved in the fight at all. Ditto for girls with crushes on boys, they were often portrayed as if being boy crazy made them utterly inept and they’d only regain their skills upon getting over the crush. While I liked Sailor Moon, I’d only see the first season which ended with the mind wipe so yeah, kind of a depressing end for girly heroines in my book.

So by 2001-ish, when a pal of mine got Sonic Adventure 2 for his Gamecube, I was very firm in my beliefs that girlier things were lesser somehow, and pink was especially weak. Being into boys was shallow and stupid. Girly girls were either weak or antagonistic. 

Since it was my friend’s system, he got dibs whenever we played vs. and he always wanted Shadow. Another friend always wanted Metal Sonic. So usually I was stuck between picking normal Sonic or Amy Rose, or just Amy if another guy was over because no boy can every play as a girl character (nor, seriously the guy who liked Metal Sonic stopped playing Sheik in smash bros when he found out she was a girl). And I didn’t care too much, I was kind of annoyed that she was so girly but hey she had one hell of a timestop and to my glee there was a glitch that helped her win easily on a certain hard map. And since I’m an obsessive little thing, I looked up Amy and was stunned to find out she’s so fast because she wants to keep up with Sonic.

That blew my little girl mind. A girl’s boy craziness actually made her stronger? What sorcery was this? And she wasn’t weak either, her hammer work was AMAZING and she led to me making several OCs with oversized hammers over the years. Her attacks were pink and girly but they still did damage! Amy really helped me get over issues with the color pink and girls into romance because she showed you could do that and still be utterly badass. And her speech to Shadow  near the end of the game really wowed me back then. Still kind of does.

I know that people fight over the most trivial things. Some people may be selfish, like the professor said… but they’re basically good, if they try their best and never give up on their wishes. They always have a reason to be happy; that’s why you should help them out! Saving them is a good thing! Shadow, I beg you, please do it for them! Give them a chance!

So yeah, Amy Rose is was got kid me to stop with a lot of my Not Like The Other Girls tendencies. While a lot of girly stuff will never really be for me, I can respect other women’s choices to like it a lot more because of her. She really was a big step in my childhood development




Ami: I am concerned about this weather situation!