bisexual

For me, being queer comes with seeing the world in a lot of color.

Yet, here at the poster child for liberal higher education, Greek life persists as a bastion of aging understandings of gender and sexuality.

I went on a bit of a bender — increasing my body count from two to 20 — from August to October; funnily enough, however, I’ve never really been the most traditionally sexual person.

There’s almost always the white, cisgender, straight-sized protagonist and their exploration of their queerness, all packed with a nice little bow and colorful pop music. There’s never a plus-sized, anxious, brown bisexual floundering in college.

I’m afraid to come out to people not just because I fear they won’t accept me, but because I’m afraid they won’t believe me.

The notion of preferring one gender strikes me as a very heterosexual way of thinking, but preferences aren’t so crazy, even if you really like all your options. And I often used to wonder: Do I have a preference? And if so, why?

For aces of all stripes, LGBTQ+ communities are often the first communities we seek out when we first start questioning our a/sexuality and realize that mainstream heterosexual spaces may not have a place for us

GRLwood's latest album, Daddy, features simple melodies, catchy bass lines and lyrics that will tickle your soul — then shatter it.

I’m five shots in at 2 p.m. and my one-off Tinder hookup parks his car at a more vacant lot atop Grizzly Peak.