Sofia Barrett-Ibarria

I’m a newly out queer person. A freshly squeezed piece of rainbow. And I have no idea what I’m doing.

FCKH8 claims to have an "activist heart" and be committed to social change but . . .

I like to think of Valentine’s Day as another evening on my couch with an assortment of cheeses and confusing sexual fantasies about Jamie Oliver.

Time to gather the coven for a celebration of the baddest, smartest and most subversively crazy-sexy-cool witches of all time.

Sometimes, actually, a lot of the time, I feel like an invisible queer.

We think we want someone “nice” with a “sparkling personality,” but in the primal crevices of our brains, online daters just want to bone hotties.

I came out to my straight friend first. I went for the old classic. "So, have I told you I’ve been thinking about coming out? Like in a gay way?"

While Cher, Dolly Parton, and Beyonce draw a sizeable portion of their fanbase from the gay community, these gay icons don’t actually identify as gay.

There’s undoubtedly a need for services that provide safe transportation sans harassment, but SheRides might run into some glaring roadblocks.

Ladies, dry your tears. No longer must you spend your lonely nights swiping left on Tinder (for the 374th time). Railway Romeo is here.