17 . 05 . 2013
Hello! We are Bici Centro, a bike club started by Centro Guadalupano, an organization that strives to be companions on the journey with immigrant families and the economically disadvantaged by providing educational programs and human services and has been serving the East Phillips Neighborhood of…
Hey everyone! Myself and a small group of friends are working with a local organization that provides resources to recent Somali and Mexican immigrants in South Minneapolis. We’re working to start a community bike club that we’re calling Bici Centro. We’re holding regular outings with local youth groups, providing multi lingual trail maps with directions to fun outings and community centers and establishing connections with local bike repair facilities in the area.
We currently have 20 bikes in our fleet, 7 of which are fully functional. The remaining bikes have all been checked over by mechanics and deemed repairable as long as we can find the parts. All of the parts are simple and fairly inexpensive (cables, break pads etc.) so we’re turning to outside help to fix our bikes! We will also be using donations to buy bike helmets and locks.
Any little bit helps, please signal boost! <3
Hey guyyyys. Shamless plug <3 But srsly. Any bit helps and I’d love to visit my partner as she’s completing her graduate research.
6 days ago
This attitude you have toward "straight people" is really fucking awful. We are all people and you can't just say because someone is not the same sexuality than you that they don't have any of the same ups and downs in life. When you meet ppl do you 1st say "I'm__ and I'm gay"? Because I don't, I'd say that i'm an equestrian, a nature lover, a humanitarian, dog whisperer, student, athlete, book reader... not that i'm asexual. You will be a victim as long as you think you are and thats the truth.
Yeah. I wear a big sign on my shirt that says “dirty, man-hating lesbian.” Just incase people are confused, or don’t see it right away, I shout it about every 2 minutes as loud as I can.
When I sit down at restaurants I make sure to tell the waiter that I’m, in fact, gay and won’t tolerate being sat next to a straight person.
In fact, I have my own cubicle at work because I was just so intolerant that they secluded me in a corner.
Because of this, every morning there are flowers on my desks that I’ve delivered to myself to make me feel better about me victimizing myself.
13 . 05 . 2013
Fuck this shit.
Ever so slowly, I am learning that you can not fucking be close friends with straight people. It just can’t happen. They’ll never understand, they’ll never really get it, they’ll always slip up and you’ll have to remain constantly guarded.
I’m fucking done with all this shit. I’m going to take my MN marriage license and hide in a queer fucking hole with my cats and my unicorn horse forever.