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I remember the first reaction from my parents, ten years ago, was peppered with confusion and concerns about what it would mean to be a donor and become part of a gay family. Their fears came from a place of love and from a complete lack of experience with anything like this. When they were growing up, there was no talk about queer families or donors. It just wasn’t a part of their reality. And we are hard-wired to fear the unknown. So the question I’ve been asking myself is: Am I contributing to the social stigma facing gay families by keeping Santiago a secret? Or, more importantly, could I help play a positive role by loudly and proudly declaring myself to be a donor?
I’d Like You To Meet My Son…And His Two Amazing Moms | Dave Meslin for the Huffington Post Gay Voices (via gaywrites)









holly shit.


I’m not an artist and I jizzed myself.

If you get this for an artist, it’s pretty much a guarantee you’ll get laid that night.

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This is literal artporn

Yes it is! As I weep with tears of Joy! 😢😍😍😍😍

My my~

I feel so impure

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